When you’re out to eat with people, it’s tough enough to try to play it off when you spill something. Pulling that off when you basically have a shelf in place to catch every crumb, dribble drabble, and piece of food or beverage that misses your mouth? That’s virtually impossible. I’ve looked down and found food particles just chilling on my chesticles more times than I care to remember. Instead of just rolling off the curvature, it’s like food does a backflip off of your lips or fork and lands softly on your breasts like it’s a cloud pillow just awaiting its presence. And there’s no removing the items discreetly, if you even can. The flip side of food landing on your girls is having your cleavage game popping and an item like say cheese nestles itself between the left and right side and by the time you get home and snap that bra off, you’ve got cheese sauce cultivating in between the girls from the mixture of food, friction, and sweat. But what’s the alternative, fishing food out of your bra during dinner?
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