Gift Ideas for Busty Women

If you're anything like me, you have definitely not finished your Christmas shopping yet. Between you and me, I haven't even finalized my list! The silver lining is that I've purchased all of Beau's presents already!

Beau promises that he's already picked out my gifts, but I figure a few ideas for the future can't hurt. Besides, I can't be the only busty woman out there who wouldn't mind adding these presents to her wish list.

 

For your girlfriend/wife: I know sexy gifts are fun to give (and receive!), but busty women can't wear all lingerie styles. Instead of picking out a matching bra and panty set, or a lacy teddy, think about a loose nightie or sexy panties that match a plain black bra that she (hopefully) already has. Most busty women can't wear bras without trying them on first, and very few sexy sets come in our sizes. Teddies are built for more proportional women, so it's especially difficult for slim women with big boobs to wear. 

This red satin chemise doesn't have to fit a woman's breasts perfectly, and if the skirt part is a little loose, it will still be comfortable and flattering. Personally, I have three babydolls that I love because neither the bust nor the skirt need to fit perfectly.

For your daughter: Okay, so I'm slightly biased in this recommendation since my parents bought this for me as an early Christmas present when I was home for Thanksgiving. Beau and I have a beach vacation planned for this spring, so my mom bought me a nice new bathing suit for the occasion. If other parents are at all like mine, they worry about how much skin their daughters show at the beach or the pool. My mom finally realized that my body shape requires me to wear bikinis, however, so she's become very supportive (get it?) of me buying expensive, bra-style bikinis. At my favorite local bra boutique, I picked out this bandeau bikini by Cleo, and she happily bought it for me. If my fellow busty ladies are at all like me, then they don't have the money to buy a nice, well-fitting bathing suit that will last a good five years or more. I promise this gift will be well-received!

For your best friend: In the winter, scarves are accessories for everyone. Scarves also double as a cleavage-hiding accessory. I have definitely used scarves with my low-cut tops or dresses to hide my cleavage at work or at church. For the budget-conscious, Forever 21 has tons of cute, affordable styles, like this fun pink scarf. If your bestie loves Parisian style, you can't go wrong with a Pashmina. And if you live somewhere really cold like I do, check out all the hand-knit scarves on etsy!

Obviously I love all my Pashminas, all from Paris save one. The outlier is from Vienna.

Of course, some gifts are good for any busty woman in your life. I know gift certificates feel like a cop (a feel) out, but good bras, in correct sizes, are EXPENSIVE. Most of my bras are $50-70 each. Even just $15 to my favorite bra boutique would make a huge difference.

Another fun gift would be one of the Busty Girl Comics books. Paige "Rampaige" Halsey Warren created 300 comics, which are now available in three books. These collections are absolutely hilarious, and any busty woman would enjoy them.

I hope you found some shopping inspiration! If I am the busty woman in your life, email me for my mailing address. ;) I wouldn't say no to any of these presents!

Are you shopping for a busty woman this year? Are you a busty woman hoping to get any of these presents? Share your thoughts in the comments!

*None of these links are affiliate because I'm lazy and because I only do affiliate links for stuff I've tried out myself but mostly because I'm lazy.

Book Club Friday: The Princess and the Hound

Y'all know my obsession with bargain ebooks, right? Okay, good.

My most recent ebook read was an amazing fantasy fiction novel by an author I'd never read before, Mette Ivie Harrison. 

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How amazing was The Princess and the Hound?

After I finished reading it, I promptly went online and bought it in paperback.

And the first sequel, The Princess and the Bear, in paperback.

And the next sequel, The Princess and the Snowbird, in hardcover.

And digital copies of the fourth and fifth books, only because they're not available in print.

I've never done that before, but I couldn't resist. I'm about halfway through The Princess and the Bear, and I can't wait to review it soon!

From her website: A Prince with the animal magic that must be kept secret, or he will be put to death. A Princess who has only ever loved her hound, and has a dangerous secret of her own. The last thing they should do is fall in love. 

Words simply cannot describe how much I loved this book.

But maybe bullet points can. 

• Complex, well-developed characters, even among the supporting cast.
• A cool form of magic that seems simple and limited at first, but is actually expansive and wonderful even with its rules.
• A big plot twist that I knew was coming, but did NOT predict.
• Several small plot twists, some of which I predicted.
• An unusual, but realistic love story.
• Character growth! For multiple characters!
• Beautiful language and imagery.

I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys fairy tales or fantasy fiction. I seriously cannot fully express how much I enjoyed The Princess and the Hound.

 *Amazon affiliate links are included in this post, just in case my raving review persuades you to buy a book.

Confessions of a Humorless Feminist

It's telling that when I googled "learn to take a joke" and searched specifically for images, that the first three results were a variation of the following.

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Feminists can't take a joke! We're too uptight! We need to calm down! We're overreacting!

I try really hard not to be a feminist stereotype. I'm very adamant in my beliefs, but I try my damnedest to be patient and to teach Feminism 101 to anyone who asks questions or politely disagrees with me out of innocent ignorance. 

But I can't compromise my values just to be agreeable. 

Sometimes, this means I'm a humorless feminist.

Frankly, I don't give a damn.

Several weeks ago, Beau's brother and sister-in-law did their own version of a Thanksgiving with friends. It was nice because the group invited was a mix of people I'd met before and new people. It's important for me to get to know Beau's friend circle since I'll be living in his small town eventually, away from all of my friends in the city. 

Dinner was a lot of fun, and conversation flowed as freely as the alcohol. The smoked turkey was HEAVENLY. As we wrapped up dinner, we started discussing games we could play. One couple had brought Cards Against Humanity with them, and they were really persuasive in playing that. I did my best to rally two other people to play euchre with Beau and me, to no avail.

I have never played Cards Against Humanity, but Lauren and Hardy have both told me not to play it. 

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With a group of people I barely know, I couldn't just confront them about their horrible choice in board games. So I did the next best thing and quietly went upstairs to watch Star Trek: Deep Space Nine with Beau while they laughed about marginalized peoples: racial minorities, rape survivors, victims of public shootings, etc.

We came back downstairs after one episode to eat dessert. I had hoped that the game was over, but alas. Just listening to one round while I ate my apple pie almost made me start crying. I was literally blinking back tears as they read off cards about gang rape and child molestation. 

I blogged once about joking about difficult subjects. When done well, rape jokes can be both hilarious and healing.

The rape jokes, and the racist jokes, and the tragedy jokes in Cards Against Humanity are not done well, and they do not offer any healing.

I hope to maybe one day be good enough friends with these people that I can explain to them why I'm so disappointed (and aghast, and shocked, and disturbed by) their choice in a board game. I hope that I can figure out a way to explain this to them in such a way that they don't automatically dismiss me as hysterical or overreacting. 

Until then, I will be the humorless feminist who refuses to use my position of privilege to mock those without it.

Red Wine Ramblings

I am drunk.

I was going to blog tonight. Like, officially, with a topic and everything. But now I'm drunkenly blogging, which I have done on my livejournal of 10 years, but never on my anon life, I don't think.

My bestie Lauren came over tonight for dinner. And by dinner, I mean wine and cheese. I was all fancy for her. I bought chevre with honey and brie, plus an assortment of crackers. I already had Norwegian cheese, which she didn't like last time, but my mom told me when I was home for Thanksgiving that I didn't serve it right, so I tried again. Plus red wine. A bottle of Pinot Noir was the original plan, and when we wanted more to drink, I opened my bottle of Bordeaux, which Beau Vierge had bought me for my birthday, and I was saving for a special occasion, but what's more special than hanging out with your best friend?

Her fiancé is my bestie too. I love them both. They are both awesome people. I'm very lucky to have them in my life. At different times, they have been there for me when I needed people to love me and support me. I can never thank them enough for that.

I'm going to be a bridesmaid in their wedding. I cried when Lauren asked me. She told me it was happy! I didn't need to cry! But I cry happy tears a lot, and nothing makes me happier than being a bridesmaid in the wedding of my two best friends.

I should blog while drunk more often, although the number of times I have to backspace to fix my spelling and grammar is embarrassing. 

I do have big plans for December.

Y'all should know I wrote out November first and realized my wine-inspired error.

But since life is super super super busy, we shall see if all my big plans pan out.

Until then, I hope y'all have best friends as wonderful as mine.

Everyone deserves a friend who will listen to you talk about sex toys, and family problems, and career advancements, and an anonymous blog.

I'm blessed with several of them.

So this drunken blog post is dedicated to LAUREN. That is not her real name, but she knows her blog name, and she has accepted it.

Sunday Shoutouts: A Week of Thanksgiving

I know I've been quiet on both the blog and on social media recently. At least in the last week, I've been busy spending time first with Beau's family and then with my own for Thanksgiving. In the past month, my absence can be attributed to some good changes in my life, changes that take up a lot of time, changes that I'm not ready to announce to my anon life.

I didn't spend much time online this past week, but I managed to read a few things. Two Christian feminist writers amazed me the most in the last week of November. Their writing is linked below!

Best Post about the Menz: Sarah Bessey wrote an eye-opening post about how Christian feminism and egalitarianism helps men. It's so hard for me not to quote the entire post here, but just a few snippets include:

Women cannot be the ally our men deserve in the Kingdom of God when we are bowing down in a misguided attempt to lift them up. 

My father has never required for my mother to become less of herself to feel more like himself. He has not silenced me or my sister, he has given us a compelling example to follow and a high standard for manhood.

My husband has never required me to quiet my voice, hide my calling, downplay my gifts. If anything, he has felt most loved, most supported, most joyful when we are both fully alive.

I suppose that men of God aren’t usually so insecure as to require less of a woman in order to be more of a man.

Best Criticism of Complementarianism: I'm obviously an egalitarian when it comes to relationship roles. I don't think women were specifically designed to do XYZ while men were designed to do ABC, except maybe most women have the potential to grow babies in our bellies. I think each couple has to figure out for themselves who does what in the relationship, and I don't think any arrangement is more or less biblical or sinful than any other. Sarah Moon wrote an awesome post that criticizes one of the main arguments of complementarianism: separate but equal. 

Did you read something awesome this week? 

Did you write something awesome? 

Let me know in the comments!