I was baking the other day and I needed to use butter in the recipe. I realized too late that the butter was supposed to be left out so it would be “softened” by the time I needed it. I decided to throw the two sticks (wrapped of course) in my bra in between by breasts for a few minutes. My body head did the trick and softened the butter in no time. I think I will send this tip into Martha Stewart. Maybe she will share it on her show?
Category Archives: breasts
I’ve always found my boobs attractive but I never thought they had a tremendous amount of utility. Some other big breasted women think otherwise.
Check out what this one can do with hers:
I didn’t watch the game. I had dinner plans. No boob holding. I feel terrible. I’m sorry Kobe.
My boobs will come through again.
As all you readers know, I’m not a big fan of nipple licking, or really any nipple-focused action at all. But I’ve recently come to discover that I really enjoy just having my boobs held. I think I can lie down with my boyfriend’s hand up my shirt for hours and hours. He enjoys it too.
Who knew that something so old school could be so amazing?
Sort of off topic for this blog but I saw this and thought I would mention it.
These are PSAs targeted at men who father children with underage girls. They photoshopped huge boobs onto the bodies of young girls to show that just because some girls may look like women, they are not, in fact, old enough to have a relationship with adults.
I much prefer seeing big boobs on actual women. This is just creepy and gross.
For a while I wasn’t happy about my new boobs. For those of you who are new to this blog, I recently had a natural breast enhancement. No surgery required. I’m pregnant and the boob job took care of itself.
I wasn’t happy with my breasts at first. They were more than a handful (no pun intended) and required new bras and new concern that I was popping out of my regular tops and dresses.
Today however, I made peace with my extra large friends and I have to say, I’m kind of excited about them. While I always enjoyed having large boobs, I now have the kind of the porn star variety. Turns out, it can be a lot of fun. I’m enjoying admiring myself in the mirror again. I don’t know how long they’ll last but I’m looking forward to enjoying them as long as I’ve got them.
Sometimes I think it’s funny how much time and effort we put into finding the greatest bra. I mentioned my trip to the wizard a little while ago and I am loving my purchases. Every time I look in the mirror I think my breasts look just perfect, particularly the part that come up just over the top of the cup. They are well supported and sexy, a great combination.
But I realized today that men probably don’t really care at all how perfect I look in my bra, they just want me to take it off, right? DeeDee talked about this in reference to sexy bras asking whether they have a purpose. If they don’t, why do we spend so much money and effort on them? I guess I’m just doing it for myself. If no one else, at least I am enjoying the view.