Don't be a hater cause those days are over.
Last week, I was changing to go to the gym and I caught a glance of my breasts in the mirror. They were no longer standing straight up and staring right at me....they were beginning to point down. Sag. Whaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!
I am 32. I can handle this. I had great bazookas for 14 years (I got my chest friends rather late). I enjoyed them. My lady lumps still look cute in a bra. Since I have gained weight, I have bigger girls. I am actually a full C now and I do enjoy the way my cups runneth over. I can now create cleavage in lingerie. As I have mentioned before, my hooters are pretty far apart, so the extra padding gives me extra teats to work with. No one knows that it may just be extra fat when it's poured into a sexy bit of lace.
I workout a lot. Lately, in exercise class, specifically spinning, I started to feel my assets bouncing around in an out of control manner. Not in a sexy way like they used to. I am no longer sporting the Baywatch slow run when I am working it.
I started on a quest to find the perfect sports bra. It'a not like I have a job taking me away from these important tasks. And I found this (first photo of me....well, of my sweater pets, coming to you!!!!):
It's awesome! I went everywhere and where did I find this little gem....only the classiest of places,
PS: I tried to use all of the synonyms for breasts that I could think of....