Guest blog: “How I became a boobaholic,” by Allie

August 8, 2009 by Dave
It's true…I've got boobs on the brain.

It's true…I've got boobs on the brain.

Greetings fellow Scorelanders!

My name is Alexandra (better known as Allie around the office). I’m the editor of 18eighteen and XL Girls, two completely different magazines. On the average day, I go back and forth between looking at itty-bitty titties on tiny teenage girls and mammoth-sized mams on curvy women. I appreciate both of them, but today, I’m here to talk about huge, juicy boobs.

Recently, a big-titted friend of mine told me that she wanted to get a breast reduction. When she told me she wore a DDD-cup bra, I scoffed and said that wasn’t even that big. You see, there was a point in time where I thought a C-cup was big. Aside from really nurturing my inner pervert, working at SCORELAND changed my opinion about boobs. Fuck a C-cup. Give me F, G, H! I can honestly say I didn’t know what big was until I perused my first issue of SCORE. (And if you’re curious, I LOVE Sharday.)

In fact, in my life before SCORELAND, I never really thought about boobs at all. But now I’m obsessed with them, especially huge naturals. When I’m sitting at my desk writing copy for XL Girls and looking at a rack that could double as a bookshelf, I can’t help but wonder what it’s like to squeeze and knead and juggle such large breasts. How heavy are they? Are they squishy or firm? Would they make good pillows? Could they knock me out with a single blow?

I was determined to find answers to some of my questions. And opportunity knocked when Renee Ross arrived for a shoot at our studio recently. Walking into the fitting room, I felt dwarfed by her guns. First of all, those puppies are HEAVY. She put them on my head, and while they worked very well as a warming hat (I swear my head got cold when she took them off), I think my neck got a workout from supporting that load. Judging by their size and weight, a single shimmy to my face would probably put me in a coma. And finally, while standing behind me, she placed her hooters around either side of my head, and I discovered a new use for big boobs: ear muffs.

That experience sealed the deal. I’m officially a boobaholic.

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One response to “Guest blog: “How I became a boobaholic,” by Allie”

  1. Brandy Ryder says:

    Hi Allie! It was so nice to meet you while I was at Scoreland shooting my first feature film with Samantha 38G, Renee Ross, Reyna Mae and everyone! I am sooo jealous of you right now… I totally missed out on the Renee Ross earmuffs experience, and I think you have the coolest job ever! Hope to see you again sometime… xoxo,
    Brandy