The other day, a friend of mine told me that her nickname is “Boobs.”
Not surprisingly, she has a very impressive rack.
When I first met her, she was wearing a skull corset that set off her assets to PERFECT display.
And the other day at her birthday party, a friend took a group photo then made a point of zooming in on her cleavage and showing the rest of the group how LOVELY it was.
They ooohed and aaahed over it.
I felt sort of awkward, sitting at a table with modestly endowed women modestly dressed, being one of the few women there with impressive cleavage and rather immodestly putting them on display.
The woman sitting across from me told me she’d kill to have boobs like my friend and I.
I started to picture all the ways in which having big boobs is an asset:
- Sneaking booze into concerts
- Stuffing money/lipstick in your bra
- Hiding sushi when you’ve taken too much at the all-you-can-eat sushi bar
- Talking your way out of speeding tickets
- Filling out a bikini
- And so much more. . .
Sure, they often come with a bigger butt and thicker thighs but overall, I LOVE my boobs.
They’re one of the few things I actually LOVE about my body.
So score one for the well-endowed.
And cheers to “Boobs” for inspiring her friends’ admiration and awe!