Wednesday, July 24, 2002

One reason I'm wearing that t-shirt is that it's quite high cut.

I have some serious cleavage, and I take it quite seriously. Whatever that means. Generally I wear lowish-cut tops, not least because if you don't you just look like one very large breast coming towards you. But now I have some kind of eczma in my cleavage. In my cleavage; how unfair is that? So while I'm putting yucky creamy things on it, I have to cover up. The old-fashioned, superstitious part of me can't help wondering if it's a message from the abishter (tr: old-fashioned Yiddish word for God) to tell me not to show it off. But I'm sure ze likes it really; I mean, ze made it, right?

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