4/04/2016

j style//dressing for boobs

Fun fact: my Husband first realised he was pretty darn obsessed with me when he spotted me at work {Lonestar -- ha!} playing with my boobs and saying blah blah blah.

I have always been obsessed with my boobs. I love them. They're soft and nice to touch and I just like having big boobs thank you very much. I don't even mind being heavier if it means I have big boobies to play with because, hey, they're really fun. But you know what I hate? Dressing for boobs. Ugh, kill me now.

I am a pretty consistent size 12 but in dresses I always need to size up for the boobs which is frustrating because then the dress is ill-fitting at the bottom half and I always need to wear a belt and sometimes I don't want to. Sometimes I just need to live a belt free life. So I size up and sometimes it works and all is well and good but sometimes it doesn't and I'm left with a dress that physically won't button up over my chest. Sure, I could size up twice but then not even a belt is going to help with what's going on downstairs.

Don't even get me started on tailoring. Why should I have to?

The solution, of course, is slips and camis but you know what? One day! Just one bloody day I'd love to not have to make that extra effort. Sometimes it's too hot or my anxiety is acting up and I feel even more claustrophobic than usual and I just don't bloody wanna...

And it's not just button up dresses. What about v-necks? See above picture for evidence. What even is that? And don't even get me started on things that cover the chest because that's just containing the uncontainable. 

So somebody, fix this please because I've had it with this attitude. 

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