Chesty LaRoux or Hootie McBoob??
Well, I've watched all the Regan funeral I can stand and I can't stand no more!! Bush Sr. did in fact deliver a touching speech. I cannot say the same for Bush Jr. Well, that speech DID touch me, but not in a good place.
So, I'm thinking about boobies again, of course. I've been thinking about them since I was a little girl! When I was a little girl, I used to lay in bed at night wishing for that magic mirror that would show me what I would look like when I grew up into a woman. And I would desperately think, as I stared up at the ceiling, "just please don't let it be Dolly Parton boobies. Those are gross!!"
Well, be careful what you wish for!!
I'm not too concerned about pain. Pain schmain!! Having a weirdly perky chest when I'm 50? Yeah, that might be an issue, but I'll deal with that later. For now, I'm going to purchase a chance to actually look like a grown up lady in the mirror when I get out of the shower. I've never experienced that before. Those photos on the before and afters? The ones where you say to yourself "oh, that poor girl!" That's me, and I think I can safely say that at age 28 I have stopped developing and am not just a late bloomer.
I have consultations with a few doctors next week, but Possibly Pervy and Burned are the ones I'm most focused on. Maybe one of the other doctors will win me over at the last minute, though.
Right now, I think PPervy is the one I am most comfortable with, despite the bowtie and the general pervy air about him. He primarily does "overs" and not "unders". Overs go under your breast tissue. Unders go under your breast tissue AND your pectoral muscles. I think I'd rather leave my muscles alone, thank you very much! Course, if PPervy turns out to seem like a creep when I get my consultation, I'll scratch him off the list.
I'm excited about it! I have wanted this since I was 17 years old. Although at various times I've thought surgery wouldn't be the way to go, those times have been few and far between. Most of the time, I've been embarassed to go to the gym, swim in front of anyone, go to the lake, take off my shirt in front of my boyfriends, etc. But mostly, what's the most terrible thing, is the looking in the mirror and wishing that puberty hadn't cheated me...that I'd gotten that woman's body that every little girl dreams of.
Well now I'm going to get it, albeit synthetic. So, Teeny, keep those chicken filet boobs in the box! I won't need them anymore!!!
Well, I've watched all the Regan funeral I can stand and I can't stand no more!! Bush Sr. did in fact deliver a touching speech. I cannot say the same for Bush Jr. Well, that speech DID touch me, but not in a good place.
So, I'm thinking about boobies again, of course. I've been thinking about them since I was a little girl! When I was a little girl, I used to lay in bed at night wishing for that magic mirror that would show me what I would look like when I grew up into a woman. And I would desperately think, as I stared up at the ceiling, "just please don't let it be Dolly Parton boobies. Those are gross!!"
Well, be careful what you wish for!!
I'm not too concerned about pain. Pain schmain!! Having a weirdly perky chest when I'm 50? Yeah, that might be an issue, but I'll deal with that later. For now, I'm going to purchase a chance to actually look like a grown up lady in the mirror when I get out of the shower. I've never experienced that before. Those photos on the before and afters? The ones where you say to yourself "oh, that poor girl!" That's me, and I think I can safely say that at age 28 I have stopped developing and am not just a late bloomer.
I have consultations with a few doctors next week, but Possibly Pervy and Burned are the ones I'm most focused on. Maybe one of the other doctors will win me over at the last minute, though.
Right now, I think PPervy is the one I am most comfortable with, despite the bowtie and the general pervy air about him. He primarily does "overs" and not "unders". Overs go under your breast tissue. Unders go under your breast tissue AND your pectoral muscles. I think I'd rather leave my muscles alone, thank you very much! Course, if PPervy turns out to seem like a creep when I get my consultation, I'll scratch him off the list.
I'm excited about it! I have wanted this since I was 17 years old. Although at various times I've thought surgery wouldn't be the way to go, those times have been few and far between. Most of the time, I've been embarassed to go to the gym, swim in front of anyone, go to the lake, take off my shirt in front of my boyfriends, etc. But mostly, what's the most terrible thing, is the looking in the mirror and wishing that puberty hadn't cheated me...that I'd gotten that woman's body that every little girl dreams of.
Well now I'm going to get it, albeit synthetic. So, Teeny, keep those chicken filet boobs in the box! I won't need them anymore!!!
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