Boobs!!
To begin: I won a stationary giveaway from Becca at Simply Cute. I recieved the package a few days ago and was surprised by her generosity and choice of adorable stationary. I’ve scanned a few to encourage you to check out her website and apply for the giveaway.
The travel section and the plugboard are currently unavailable only because I’m in an awfully good mood and I’d hate to spoil it by failing to get the plugboard to work. The radio.blog has new tunes.
I spent my day at the beach and accelerated my chances of getting skin cancer by deliberately disregarding the “Apply repeatedly and liberally” warning on my suntan lotion bottle. I thought the company was just exaggerating. After all, I reasoned, I’m from the island of Puerto Rico. I can’t sunburn. It’s genetically impossible. If anything, I’ll turn a nice sexy, golden brown. That didn’t happen. Instead, I’m a painful shade of crimson. To add insult to injury, I also fell three times on the beach in front of other half-naked beachgoers while attempting to maintain my sense of balance through the tug and push of each wave. Even if, let’s say, I’d have gashed myself on a sharp seashell or I lost my limb to an attacking shark; I can’t help but laugh because that is precisely what eating it is all about. During my trip to Tokyo, I spent the majority of my time “eating it”: nearly tumbling down a flight of subway steps, tripping over a crack in the sidewalk, narrowly avoiding a convoy of bikers while walking in the bike lane of the sidewalk. The next time your friend ungracefully falls on their ass, the best thing to do is point, laugh and exclaim, “Dude, you so ate it!”. If perhaps this friend of yours doesn’t quite complete the act of “eating it” a, “Dude, you almost ate it!” will suffice.
I’ve made no secret of the practicality of small boobage. To further illustrate my point, I found a Japanese advertisement for a vitamin that apparently adds several centimeters to the bustline and emphasis marks just to make you sure you notice them. Behold:
Notice her forlorn expression, as if to say, ‘How I long for ginormous ta-tas’.
