Perky breasts want to party too
At Michelle's party on Friday, there was this girl with her boobs nearly hanging out of her top. She was wearing a pink bustier that was pushing her breasts up and out so much that I could see her areolas.
I asked Caroline, "Gee, do you think that we, as women, should tell that girl that her nipples are showing?"
Kirsten's boyfriend Brian leaned in and said, "Of course not. I mean, I wouldn't worry about it."
He then scoured the party at least three times in an attempt to find her--that is, after he asked for a detailed description of her outfit and hair.
Finally, he came back and said that he couldn't see anything.
"Really?" I said. "I swear I can see her areolas."
"Oh," he said. "You and I have different definitions of 'nipple.'" He was awfully disappointed.
Even so, nipple, areola, or entire freaking breast--if I'm hanging out, I'd want someone to let me know.
I asked Caroline, "Gee, do you think that we, as women, should tell that girl that her nipples are showing?"
Kirsten's boyfriend Brian leaned in and said, "Of course not. I mean, I wouldn't worry about it."
He then scoured the party at least three times in an attempt to find her--that is, after he asked for a detailed description of her outfit and hair.
Finally, he came back and said that he couldn't see anything.
"Really?" I said. "I swear I can see her areolas."
"Oh," he said. "You and I have different definitions of 'nipple.'" He was awfully disappointed.
Even so, nipple, areola, or entire freaking breast--if I'm hanging out, I'd want someone to let me know.