Discussion in 'threads and dreads' started by toggle, May 11, 2012.
Thanks for this, I'll have a look next time I see a Debenhams
Should I clarify that the entire feline species seems to have developed a policy of part-ownership of me, thus they feel they all have the right to demand some fussing whenever and wherever I happen to meet one of them? Toggle can bear this out.
The badger is still an ongoing acquaintance. I was stood outside by the fence having a fag in the early hours when Mr Badger comes pootling round the opposite end of the fence, stops about six feet away from me, looks me up and down, pootles on to the other end of the building, pootles back to the middle of the building, stops and looks me up and down again and then ambles down the steps and off along the pavement. We've now met each other three times during my nocturnal smoke breaks we've almost reached a level of casually nodding to each other as we go about our evening's business. And he didn't feel a sudden and insurmountable urge to needlessly amputate any parts of my anatomy either.
And then there's the horse in my parents' village, my encounter with whom was an interesting addition to my social calendar.
I have a massive problem finding clothes to fit my boobs. I also hate it when tops that look nice on my friends border on the obscene for me just because of my boobs.
What my mother refers to as 'Every stitch doing its duty'
that's cheap for a big-boobed girl. you don't know you're born!
I have a huge belly but not so mauch arse and thighs so to get trousers that fit my gut they are enormous round the back and legs........
my fat is all at the front...iykwim
"all belly and tits" as my mum says.
None of us is what the high street wants us to be, are we?
One reason I HATE shopping.
Throw in being extremely short as well as having big boobs and I might as well not exist for the makers of high street clothes
I want one. Where did you find it ? Do they do other book furniture as well ? This could be an answer to all our storage issues.
e2a found it. muahahahahahahaaaa
It costs an awful lot, well over a grand. It's Italian. I only know about it because I was searching for images for a Design Technology class showing innovative furniture design
Here you go.
There's a matching footstool too....found the price. Much more than a grand....
You're right about the price, but i'm a-pondering, now the idea is in my noggin, how difficult would it be to make one ? Book-case type sides and back and a bit of support under the seat, nice upholstered bit for the arse. Hmmmmm
Fucksakes, I'll build you one for £100. Plus materials obviously.
Found a pic with the footstool.
Where are my boobs supposed to go?
Found a pic with a footstool.
*looks down at boobs*
Yeah well, I thought it was about where books go, not boobs.
Stretchy fabric is pretty much the only thing that works. Otherwise I look as though I'm working a flapper girl look with bound breasts
There's a shop in Horsforth, Leeds called Oops and Downs and from what I remember she specialises in this kind of thing, or did do anyway.
A lot of my clothes border on the obscene for me, but I still wear them. You either have the option to try and hide your norks badly, or to have them on show at least a little and not have to wear stuff that's practically strangling you. Someone said the other day to put my tits away, they bloody well were!
I was wearing a very high cut (up to my neck) t-shirt that was tightish but not clingy clingy or thin, and while walking back from shopping I noticed a bloke grinning at me in a creepy way and then he fucking pointed at my tits and nodded at me.
Now I know people look at tits, I do, but he was standing pointing at them in the street!
I would not normally say anything but I shouted FUCK OFF and hurried Badgers away before telling him why I was shouting at men in the street.
I was really not in the fucking mood and it really pissed me off.
Commiserations old bean, some people simply don't know how to behave.
Stupid creepy man.
Should really feel sorry for him
How rude! I used to work with a girl who had enormous knockers and she said there were some men in the office who never looked her in the eye when talking to her.
Yeah I know this feeling. Also it seems to make a lot of men think you're really fucking thick as well. Combine with long blonde hair/ highlights and it's even worse.
I've had tutors who have thought I am having problems with really really basic stuff and gone into 'patronise' mode especially.
I do sympathise, but...I used to have a friend who had hugely outsized breasts and they were always drawing my eye. I respected her, I didn't fancy her, I had no particular urge to look at her tits, yet they were always pulling my gaze downward like two moons with their own gravitational pull. My housemates at the time reported the same thing.
So apologies, large-breasted women
E2A of course I am in no way condoning ogling, groping, patronising or other shitey mcshite tit-related behaviour.
Oh I am use to people looking, I look at boobs, one can't help it, but it's a bit different being a pervy creep.
apparently according to a now departed bon viveur friend of the family, 'warmed serving spoons' are the implements of choice ....
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