Dangerous Curves Ahead

The idea is perfect. I will go to the mall or store and pick out a fabulous outfit that is going to look great on me . I will pay a reasonable amount of money for it. I may even opt to pay more than reasonable if I think that I will finally achieve that hourglass figure. I spot a blouse that will work be perfect for me. I try it on and it fits until I go to button it down or pull it over my breasts. (Sigh) These breasts. The shirt will not close over my breasts. If the shirt does close over the twins, then that weird popped open thing happens. Now, I have to employ the use of a safety pin or be open to the look of flattened breasts, which, let me just tell you, is not cute. I’ve started searching for the exit.

I have always been well endowed. I don’t know what it’s like to not have huge breasts. I know what you’re thinking. “Poor me.” Right? Well, yes! Poor me. I can’t tell you how many times, I’ve wanted to wear a particular outfit, only to realize that it’s not going to happen for me. When I was twenty, I had no problem displaying my breasts popping out of my shirts and dresses. At this point in my life, as a married woman with a professional job, I need to find professional clothes that fit. I can hear what you’re thinking, just wear a sweater, but I love the look of a button down shirt with dress pants. The problem of flattened bosoms still is still an issue. There are no options for the twins. I knew this trip to the mall would be a waste of time.

I leave the mall, arrive home, turn on the TV. I see all of the models and hear all of the advertisements. You know what I’m talking about. The ads that talk about losing weight, tightening your skin, finding the fountain of youth, so on and so forth. I think to myself that more women in this world look more like me than them. It drives me slightly crazy. Why is there not a clothing line for women that are built like me? The world tells me that I should work to achieve the look of a super model. I’m a realist. I know that ain’t happening. I’m 5'2" and athletically built. I will never look like a super model. I’m fine with that. I’m in love with my short, stacked frame.

I just wish that I could find some clothes to accentuate it.