Because my friends and family are nuts. I got ideas ranging from "kneecaps" to "unusually large clitorises". From political ideas to eating food while having sex.
They're all batshit insane. I love them to death.
If this were a night when I actually had the energy, I might have combined all those ideas into some weird freestyle poetry or something. But I'm lazy (and lethargic), so eh.
I'm going to take Robin's idea and talk about bras. I have a couple of everyday ones that are about as exciting as an Amish girl showing her ankle. Then I have THOSE bras.....the special ones.
The ones I only wear when I'm showing off cleavage.
The ones that make my tittays look more spectacular than they actually are.
The ones that I save for those special occasions.
I think every woman has one or two (or possibly more) of these bras. The bras that make you feel confident and sexy and just sensual as hell. I have three, four if you count the one that is plain white, but does wonders for the girls.
My favorite is my red lacy one with the matching panties. Very few people have seen them (more people have seen the bra than the panties), but holy hell, they make me feel good, no mean feat for someone of my weight.
Coming in second would be the black one. I wear it with my tank tops because it makes the boobs high and the cleavage deep. The white one does the same. The tits look majestic. I just have to remember to pull my tops up, because those bitches will slip down and expose errrrrrythang.
The last one is my pretty, semi-padded (why.....), black one with hearts. The straps have little hearts on them made out of mirror-like material. It works with my one fancy top because the straps come off. It is also cute as hell.
So yes, now you people know that even though I dress like a slob 90% of the time, there is that 10% that likes to dress up and wear feminine things and play at being hot and sexy. Fat girls need love too, yo.
That is all.
I love you.
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