Spoiler: Not a post relating to a breast boggling boy
I wear enormous, stomach sucking in pants. I don't mean occasionally, or on special occasions; I wear them day in day out. Bridget Jones has got nothing on me. I estimate that I have spent about £150 on my throng of tummy suckers. I entice men in with my svelte, streamlined (PAH) figure, and then I roll those bad boys down and I'm like a wibbly wobbly jelly woman. I suppose it is a bit deceitful of me, but everyone tells little white lies don't they.
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