Busted Can of Biscuits

Well, I got the rave star bikini top figured out.

I managed to get it on with some advice from my friend Nadine.

And how did it look, you want to know?

Like a busted can of biscuits.

But not in a bad way.

Not at all.

In a hot and buttery, melt-in-your-mouth kind of way.

I had a visceral reaction to it.

Ad I imagine other people will have visceral reactions to it.

So I’m not posting it here.

I’ll just save it to send to a special friend.

At first, I thought I would never wear the top outside the bedroom.

But then I thought about it, and realized that if I added my fishnet shirt to it and perhaps a utility vest, I could pull off this Tank Girl-ish look.

And of course, trying on a bikini top in panties is a lot different than wearing it with a pair of camo pants.

But I’m pretty sure it’s an EVENING-ONLY outfit seeing as how there’s not enough sunblock in the universe to keep my pale skin from frying out there on the daytime desert playa.

FYI, when they recommend a top for sizes C cup and smaller, they’re not joking.

I can barely tear my eyes away from all the cleavage.