Boobieboobieboobie

Okay ladies here we go!

Now, if you’ve ever had trouble with your boobs, which I’m sure we all have, boobs are like grass, always greener on someone else’s side…what?

Anyway, there have been more than a few days where I curse my boobs, curse them with all the fire of hell, I don’t care what they look like naked, they actually look better naked than they do in crappy bras, you know what I mean? And I’m the kind of lady who doesn’t like to pay money for a good bra (ridiculous, most important article of clothing really). Sabrina and I got measured at Macy’s last year sometime and that was fine, but we both ended up getting the same bras we always got...and they looked the same.

But last night, BOOBOLOGIST! YAY! The place is called Isabella’s Lingerie and it’s at 840 W. Armitage, right off of Halsted there. Now, I don’t think I got the actual “Boobologist” I have seen touted in print, but I got a really great, totally helpful salesgirl who didn’t make me feel stupid or fat or anything, but pushed me to trust her and not get frustrated. I was shopping for a strapless bra which I have never worn in my life, so…easy to get frustrated.

I tried on numerous bras; she never measured me once, but called it out as soon as I walked in that I was not wearing the bra I should be. So she’d pull the back strap (90% of the support) and mess with the cups and get me too big then too small…then finally, just right.

And today ladies, my own ladies are perky, cute, reigned in and comfortable. I cannot express to you the actual relief I have, plus, I look like I’ve lost weight…honestly. The bras were 60$ a piece, so yes…expensive, but not THAT expensive relative to the sheer confidence exuding from my boobs! It’s like getting your hair cut, you know how you leave it for too long because you don’t want to pay for it and go through the hassle, and then you do and you feel excellent? Same thing. Go, run, no walking…go gogogogogo to the boobologist ladies. TRUST me. I am in love with my own breasts. Finally.

Now, one more thing, I watched Obama’s Germany speech last night and I really thought it was fantastic, I know I know all the issues…he should have been more specific, or he shouldn’t be making that speech yet anyway, that he sounds like he’s running for President of the World (which it did kind of sound like, but I would have no problem with that, so…fine by me) but I loved what he said about America, and hope no one calls out his patriotism again:

I know my country has not perfected itself. At times, we've struggled to keep the promise of liberty and equality for all of our people. We've made our share of mistakes, and there are times when our actions around the world have not lived up to our best intentions.

But I also know how much I love America. I know that for more than two centuries, we have strived -- at great cost and great sacrifice -- to form a more perfect union; to seek, with other nations, a more hopeful world. Our allegiance has never been to any particular tribe or kingdom -- indeed, every language is spoken in our country; every culture has left its imprint on ours; every point of view is expressed in our public squares. What has always united us -- what has always driven our people; what drew my father to America's shores -- is a set of ideals that speak to aspirations shared by all people: that we can live free from fear and free from want; that we can speak our minds and assemble with whomever we choose and worship as we please.

I'm planning on assembling with some people who please me this weekend, so ....I'm totally down with Obes. Happy Friday!