It seems like such a good idea to buy a new, slightly low-cut blouse that offers just a hint of cleavage to wear to your cousin’s wedding this weekend. But then you get there, and realize that they are going to be Praying A Lot, and that if you choose to keep your eyes open the whole time so as not to blink yourself into an epileptic seizure, then the only place you will really have to rest your gaze is down your own shirt.
Welcome to my world!!!! LOL
HA! I catch myself baring more than I intend sometimes. And I always catch food on my shelf. It’s a curse to be so well endowed at times.
Yes, it can be a blessing AND a curse 😛