Just like homemade... is that not the best slogan for anything that has the words 'cleavage cupcakes?' Exactly.
Let me be the first to say- there are not many advantages to eating your weight in cupcakes for say, oh, just around 6-ish months. However... when a good portion of those extra cupcakes travel to the nether regions that lie just below your neck, the result is two-fold: It's either- 'are those implants?' (because, golly gee, that is the first thing I would do when moving to Los Angeles) or it's- 'can I touch them?' (in the most innocent way imaginable.)
My question is- since I've finally stopped eating cupcakes (and 10 bowls of cereal and 3 jars of peanut butter and etc.,) does this mean that the cleavage that I have come to embrace (except for when running- believe me, it is NOT comfortable and has left me with a red rope-like burn clear across my chest) will disappear?
I hope not. But...
I would trade cleavage for the ability to eat just one cupcake anyday. Yes I would.
Let me be the first to say- there are not many advantages to eating your weight in cupcakes for say, oh, just around 6-ish months. However... when a good portion of those extra cupcakes travel to the nether regions that lie just below your neck, the result is two-fold: It's either- 'are those implants?' (because, golly gee, that is the first thing I would do when moving to Los Angeles) or it's- 'can I touch them?' (in the most innocent way imaginable.)
My question is- since I've finally stopped eating cupcakes (and 10 bowls of cereal and 3 jars of peanut butter and etc.,) does this mean that the cleavage that I have come to embrace (except for when running- believe me, it is NOT comfortable and has left me with a red rope-like burn clear across my chest) will disappear?
I hope not. But...
I would trade cleavage for the ability to eat just one cupcake anyday. Yes I would.
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