Holy freaking Cleavage!

First off, let me point out some changes I'm making to this blog. If you focus on the tabs just under the title, you'll see a few links to some static pages. Here you'll find more information, and a link with a nifty little iPod touch screen. Woot! I've added all the playlist for Eve of Samhain. You can now click on the screen, forward through the songs etc. Pretty darn cool!

Okay...onto the boob talk. So...my daughter went shopping and to the movies with a friend today. She came home raving about a new bra she tried on at my favorite store, Victoria's Secret. Sadly, I have not entered that store in quite some time as funds are tight and, well, if I go in there, I usually buy everything in sight. Anyway, later in the afternoon, after dropping my younger two off at a b-day party, Kendall and I just happened to end up at Vicky's. Go figure. Ha!

I ended up purchasing the bra for her and one for myself as well, though I didn't try it on. I just took my daughters word for it when she said the thing was magical, and made her boobs look like Dolly Parton's. We all know how much I despise my saggy boobs, so I was quickly sold. The free pair of cheeky, lacy panties thrown in sealed my fate, and I walked out of the store with my check book feeling a whole lot lighter than it did when we went in.



No sooner had I walked through my front door, did Kendall fish my new bra out of the bag and thrust in under my nose. "Try it on, mom! Hurry!"

HOLY COW!!!! I mean, seriously...WHOA!!!! My shriveled up, sidewinders look perky...and big!! I've got cleavage!

I don't care who you are, or whether your breasts are young and perky, or aging and hanging around your knees, YOU NEED THIS BRA! Go now! Quickly! Purchase the Very Sexy Miraculous bra and sing its wonderful praises with me. Down with saggy, flapjack boobs! Bring on the cleavage!