The Little Mermaid And Breast Implants

While Crabby is taking a week off on vacation, Cranky Fitness is honored to present... A guest post by Gaye of Confetti Drop! Once upon a time, in my early 30's, I was in slamming shape. 5'2", 110 pounds, 16% body fat. This came after having topped the scales at over 200 pounds, so I was pretty much living the dream! It was the very first time in my life that I didn't have “thigh balls,” or what others refer to as saddle bags. Thing 1 and Thing 2 were gone! It was a miracle!!! But sadly, gone too were my breasts. I had never been well endowed. All through high school and college I was the girl in the Izod, often bra-less, rocking the tomboy/preppy look. I had always been athletic and my body suited me. I could do what I wanted and my little size A's would happily bound along with me. Yes, I would occasionally yearn to be the girl in the bathing suit who could make boy's heads swivel just by half-assed trotting to catch a Frisbee, missing with a coquettish laugh (which would make her breasts bounce up and down so that the boys would continue to stare, riveted.) But I knew that I would actually catch the Frisbee! So watch that, stupid boys! And if a boy couldn't appreciate that a girl with a sense of fun and mad Frisbee skills wasn't the better catch (no pun intended,) then I didn't want him anyway. As I got older I learned that I could do a lot to “dress up" my little breasts. I could wear plunging necklines, and I did! If you have small breasts those...
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