LinnaeaBorealis
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Joined: 10/5/2008 From: Insanity & beyond Status: offline
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I remember when I was a topless dancer who wore a 32 AA bra. Some of the customers suggested I get a boob job, but I liked me just the way I was & had no desire to have silicone tits. I used to wish I had big tits like my mom & my sister, but I didn't want them badly enough to have the surgery. Now that I wear a 46DD bra, I'm really really glad!!! Can anyone imagine what those implants would be like now??? When my daughter was about 4 months old, she was sitting on the ground & as I reached down to pick her up, I noticed that my baby had this normal size torso & legs that went on forever. I knew she was going to be taller than I. So right then I started telling her how wonderful it is to be tall & how much I wished that I could be taller. I would point out tall women & say how beautiful they were because they were tall. My mother was nearly as tall as my daughter ended up being--6 feet--and she hated her height. My daughter loves being taller than most other women, she's a beautiful, confident woman. I thank God that I had the intelligence to help her to see herself that way. Another story about her: I was a really good dancer & when she was small, she used to put on music & have me watch her dance. The poor child was awkward & had no rhythm. She could sing like an angel, however. But I would praise her dancing, telling her how well she danced, etc. When it was time for high school, she was accepted to the high school for the performing arts in our city, as a singer. But the high school was famous for their dance program; the Jefferson Dancers performed for the Presidents of the United States. Her friends were dancers & she became interested in dance. So she took classes & was accepted into the African Dance Troupe. Had I told her the truth about her abilities as a dancer when she was a child, she never would have experienced that joy. And once she grew into those legs, she really was a good dancer!!!
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Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in ~~L. Cohen Just one of the yahoo's
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