Lessons Learned: Part XVII – Going bust
Hi, Hopefully you’ll forgive the pun. It felt a better choice than anything to do directly with boobs or related slang terms. One of the things I find affirming about my body, is when I put my bra on and – after some careful medical tape powered scaffolding and related tweaks – I can look down to see what I think should be there. Namely, my boobs. Now, if through genetics, age, and/or just good ‘ol pot luck, there’s always been a certain amount of tissue in that department. Not quite “there are lots of people on the balcony” but enough to give things a helping hand. I mention this – not as a Ms Smug-Pants brag – but very […]
Read more