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If you have delicate sensitivities, please check back tomorrow. Love you. If not, I'd like to address a question Drazil asked in one of her posts last week, it was kind of a blip on the screen with everything else that was going on. I started a response to it, but then thought I'd better not. Well, I changed my mind. This should be explored, because it's important to us BOOBS "band of outrageous babes sisterhood". The topic? Sex. Specifically, after weight loss. Sex is pretty much one of my FAVORITE topics, so I'll happily talk about it. I'll try to be tasteful...

One of my NEW favorite past times is shopping for lingerie. It's the epitome statement of "I feel good about myself". Have you noticed who really shops in these stores... well, it could be YOU. I know my body is way less than perfect, but luckily, my husband makes me feel like a real live Victoria's Secret model... and if the lights are down low enough (never off, come on girls...), I must admit I don't look half bad. When I was overweight, I wouldn't have even walked on the same side of the mall past a Victoria's Secret. Nu uh. No way. And the longing... to not feel like jabba the hut...

Moving on to the "juicy" stuff. I have always been a huge fan of sex. No problem getting to the point, if you know what I'm saying. But, when I was overweight... I hardly even thought about sex. If my husband initiated it (and trust me, it would have to be him)... it was always good (thanks to him), and what needed to get done, got done. Sounds more like a chore, a fun one, but work none the less. Basically it was wham bam, see you again in one week. We could have shook hands as we parted...


NOW SEX IS SO MUCH F*CKING better. Things I love about skinny sex: the clothes, being able to move (300 lb women probably shouldn't be on top), feeling sexy in my clothes, feeling sexy taking off my clothes, thinking about sex during work and then making it happen before dinner (try it, your husband will never look at you the same again), flirting with other men (my husband thinks this is great, we are solid in our committment to each other, and I think it makes him feel more manly when other men are looking at me), silky skin (fat girls shaving their legs, not the greatest activity), smelling amazing (buying perfume because you're so worth it), HIGH HEELS,
sexy make-up, choosing to initiate or choosing to tease (how fun is THAT???), subtle gestures in public, oh... I could go on, but you get the idea, and I'm trying to keep this tame so you don't think we're just pervs. We're not. But, sex is meant to be enjoyed. Meant to be amazing. And, although it was always good/fine... now it is so much f*cking better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to finish off here (get it, ha ha ha)- I can't wait for my surgery next Tuesday, April 20th (it's marked on your calendars, right?)- because once I get my tummy fixed... I am going to feel unstopable. And, I'm not just talking about sex. So, thin, overweight, or somewhere in between... start being a sex kitten NOW. I wish I hadn't waited. If you can't get past yourself in your mind right now, it's ok. You'll get there. And I highly recommend getting yourself a pair lf lucky red panties.