Traci Elizabeth
10-15-2010, 05:40 PM
I have been as classy and appropriately dressed within my style (high quality tank tops with dress slacks or designer jeans) as I can be whenever in public. I have always held my head up high, greeted all folks with a smile in a positive affirmative manner. Perhaps because of my small size and dress, I have always just blended in.
As many of you know who have read my posts, I am now a 36B (34C) which on my frame looks like I am endowed no matter what top I wear.
Well, innocent Traci TODAY SHOCKED Heaven & Earth! I put on one of my favorite tight fitting decorative Chico's Platinum Black Jeans Then I got a very LOUD Lime Green Chico's Travelers tank top (and if you are not familiar with the Travelers line, it is 95% Acetate & 5% Spandex which is extremely form fitting and hanging on every body protrusion) out of my closet, went to my bra drawer, pull it open and said .... "NOT TODAY!"
So I pulled that Lime Green tank over my head, inserted my arms and pulled it down. OMG! There was NOTHING left to the imagination whatsoever. I stood in front of my mirror wondering what the hell am I thinking.
But something down deep inside on me said..."Don't you dare take that off - you have not resigned from life or given up on being adventurous."
I turned around, slipped my black open toe heels on, grabbed my small black cross-strap purse, my keys, and walked out of the house.
That was this morning and I just got home about 30 minutes ago. I went to many places and did some shopping and looking.
"Blending-In" Traci had kicked her heels up today. Instead of going about my business as usual "unnoticed," EVERY Tom, Dick, Harry, AND Jane stared at me like I was an Alien from Mars. Both the men & the women first looked at my chest then directly into my eyes. I just closed-lipped smiled back at them.
Several guys almost broke their necks trying to get as long a look as possible and I am NOT a spring chicken. I just smiled even bigger at those guys.
So confession time:
Was I out of character and out of my comfort zone? YES!
BUT sadistically did I enjoy it? YES!
Will I ever do it again? Actually, as crazy as this may sound to all of you, I think I would!
I felt ALIVE!
So, tell me honestly, was this just plain stupid, flaunting without grace, or had the courage to be me???????????????????? Maybe all three, huh?
As many of you know who have read my posts, I am now a 36B (34C) which on my frame looks like I am endowed no matter what top I wear.
Well, innocent Traci TODAY SHOCKED Heaven & Earth! I put on one of my favorite tight fitting decorative Chico's Platinum Black Jeans Then I got a very LOUD Lime Green Chico's Travelers tank top (and if you are not familiar with the Travelers line, it is 95% Acetate & 5% Spandex which is extremely form fitting and hanging on every body protrusion) out of my closet, went to my bra drawer, pull it open and said .... "NOT TODAY!"
So I pulled that Lime Green tank over my head, inserted my arms and pulled it down. OMG! There was NOTHING left to the imagination whatsoever. I stood in front of my mirror wondering what the hell am I thinking.
But something down deep inside on me said..."Don't you dare take that off - you have not resigned from life or given up on being adventurous."
I turned around, slipped my black open toe heels on, grabbed my small black cross-strap purse, my keys, and walked out of the house.
That was this morning and I just got home about 30 minutes ago. I went to many places and did some shopping and looking.
"Blending-In" Traci had kicked her heels up today. Instead of going about my business as usual "unnoticed," EVERY Tom, Dick, Harry, AND Jane stared at me like I was an Alien from Mars. Both the men & the women first looked at my chest then directly into my eyes. I just closed-lipped smiled back at them.
Several guys almost broke their necks trying to get as long a look as possible and I am NOT a spring chicken. I just smiled even bigger at those guys.
So confession time:
Was I out of character and out of my comfort zone? YES!
BUT sadistically did I enjoy it? YES!
Will I ever do it again? Actually, as crazy as this may sound to all of you, I think I would!
I felt ALIVE!
So, tell me honestly, was this just plain stupid, flaunting without grace, or had the courage to be me???????????????????? Maybe all three, huh?