Ever since I was a blossoming girlchild, I have been painfully aware of the proportions of my body. I remember I once spent an entire year wearing a sweatshirt around my derriere, attempting to hide from the world. When you are an eleven year old girl, attention from boys is super scary! I was also terribly shy. Now, as I approach thirty, I have accepted my figure - I absolutely love the entire 1950's "bad girl" look... I just don't know if I have the
cajones to wear these babies outside the house...
Comrade Von Pussycat
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