One of those evenings my mother and I were talking about past boyfriends and the crazy things that have happened over the years. I thought y’all may find comfort or just a laugh with one of the adventures so enjoy!
Now I was a happy teenager and loved high school - Most School Spirited!!!! But there were some things, physical, that I wanted to change. What high school girl doesn't want to change something - what grown ass women doesn't want to change something. I mean we are women and its part of our DNA to want what we don't have. Anyway, I have little boobs and have prayed for larger breast my entire life. Even before I was born my mother prayed that I would be blessed with boobs, but apparently God had something else in mind. Now don't get me wrong, I'm now happy with my boobs, but when you are 14 - 16 year old teenage girl and you can't even wear an A cup you start to wonder what happened in the breast genes. Y'all I tried every trick under the sun to make those suckers grow, I even went so far as to order "Blusant" the bust enhancement pills - they don't work so don't try it. Needless to say I was destined to be president of the itty bitty titty committee.
Luckily Victoria Secret knew that we all couldn’t be a C cup so they created the padded bra. Now this thing is great for us ladies, but kind of a tease to the men out there. You think you’re getting one thing, but in the end realize you may just be getting a handful if that. So during my sophomore year in high school my mom and I ventured to the mall and walked in to VS. The water bra was the big sensation at the time so mom and I were off to find one. As we walked into the store we saw a display for a new kind of bra "The Air Bra." Instead of having to deal with the weight of water, you could just have a pocket full of air to help enhance your bust size! Score - I could now be a full A and not have to worry about the weight of the water bra or praying it didn’t spring a leak.
Little did I know that the air bra would turn into a nightmare. That same night I had a cute young man come and pick me up for a date. We went to dinner then back to his house to watch a movie. As we were cuddled up on the couch I start to wiggle and notice that ever time my boob touched something I would hear this rustling of paper sound. I couldn't figure it out so I just tried not to move. Once the movie was over he wanted out to lie under the stars - yes he was trying to be romantic. But before we could get out the door he leaned in to give me a kiss and as his body got closer to mine I heard the paper noise again. I mean it sounded like someone was balling up a sheet of paper. I knew it was coming from me but I couldn't figure out where. Before we went outside I went to the bathroom and tried to figure it out when suddenly it dawned on me - THE AIR BRA - this thing was going to be the death of me. I couldn't get close to the guy because he would hear the noise and think I had stuffed my bra, but I if I didn’t get close to him he would think I didn't like him. I didn't know what to do but I knew I had to get out of the bathroom.
Happy 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!