Life is Good.

I have so many ideas for this blog, yet today this is what I'm thinking about-- The reactions that I've had from people about this blog.

My brother said "hahaha. Now I'm going to write a blog about my enormous junk!" Then he paused and said "Actually, it's a really good blog." Most of the reactions have been good. I've had a few girlfriends tell me that they're going to get properly fitted at someplace other than Victoria's Secret, so I was happy with that.

The comment that has stuck in mind came from a local comedian friend of mine, a male. He said "what could any girl possibly have to say about that? That life does not suck for me?! I get everything I want because of my enormous breasts?!" I laughed. He laughed. And then I thought, you know in a lot of ways, he's right. He will never understand the problems with large breasts, growing up with them, shopping for them, etc. All he sees are breasts, which is good. Hey, he's right. They are good.

Free drinks, backstage passes, tickets-- that is the good life. Superficial good life, but good, nonetheless.

A friend of mine in college had been with an asshole of a guy for two years, and she finally had the courage to kick him out and end it. We decided to go out to celebrate her first night as a single lady. She had no idea what to wear, and I said "something low." She did and she got attention that she hadn't had in years. Men flirted with her and bought her drinks. It was the night that her entire confidence boosted, and she became a new woman. Yeah, breasts can do that do. Life really is good.