Actually there was something I wanted to get on my chest. I was hunting for a new bra, and wanted something that would lift the girls and make them a bit cheeky too. As I was browsing a Victoria Secret store, two young males were nervously gazing about. It was hard to tell if they were checking out the merchandise, or checking out the sales associate’s merchandise…if you know what I mean. At some point I know I caught their eye, and couldn’t help but feel they were baffled why I was in the store. I know I am not 5’11” tall, my legs are not coltish, and my hair isn’t wind blown blond. I’m also not 22 years old. But heck, if those were the requirements to shop at VS, they wouldn’t be doing so well, would they? I selected my new bra and matching panties, then left with a smile. The only bigger smile was when I showed my selections to my husband. This time I know you know what I mean. 🙂
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