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“The Decision”: To show cleavage or not to show cleavage?

Sometimes you have to hide the guns, like Crystal Gunns in this turtleneck sweater.

Sometimes you have to hide the guns, like Crystal Gunns in this turtleneck sweater.

Sometimes you have to show up, guns blazing, like Crystal Gunns in this cleavage exposing top.

Sometimes you have to show up, guns blazing, like Crystal Gunns in this cleavage exposing top.

Today, I was talking to SCORE Editor Dave, and we got into a discussion about cleavage. For dudes, cleavage is a nice thing to look at. It is a treat for the eyes, a sort of preview of things to cum (on). But for women, especially busty women like yours truly, cleavage is a choice. In fact, it is a decision. It just might be THE DECISION.

You see, a busty gal has one of two choices every day: does she show cleavage or does she cover those puppies up? There is no middle ground, and like The Highlander, when it comes to The Decision, there can only be one…choice, that is. If she chooses to show cleavage, she has to deal with the stares, glares and commentary from the men around her. And sometimes, that works in her favor. For example, if I am going to the mechanic, I automatically opt to show the cleavage. Because what I know about men greatly surpasses what I know about cars, so I am acutely aware that if I show a little bit extra up top, my mechanic is probably going to be more likely to show me a little less charge on my bill. This also works when I get pulled over. If I see those red and blue lights in my rear-view mirror, I automatically open my top up and give the copper a good look at my front view.

But there are times that I know to cover up and not show the cleavage. For example, if I am going to any event that has to do with women, I cover up. Women who do not have big breasts are not nice to women who do. This is not rocket science.  Countless models tell us about the hooter hating that happens when they encounter the myriad of bitter flatties in the cruel, cruel B-cup-or-less world. I also know not to show any cleavage if I am going somewhere where married couples will be hanging out. No need to welcome horny husband’s wandering eyes and the ire of some jealous wife.

But as a busty woman, I am aware that The Decision affects everyone around me. I know that no matter what I choose, it will either make or break someone’s day. If the guy behind the counter of the coffee shop I frequent sees my cleavage in the morning while handing me my caffeine fix for the day, and I see his eyes wander to my hills, I know I am making his day. And the next day when I come in with a shirt buttoned up to my chin, I am also aware of the look of disappointment he gives me when he realizes there is no gun show that day.

The Decision. It exists.

The next time you see a lady and she is showing you an eyeful of tit crease, remember: She made a choice to do that. She knows her cleavage serves a purpose. So, my advice to all of you is go on and look. She wants you to. She wouldn’t have worn that top otherwise.

xoxo,

Maria

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