dress: PacSun, cardigan: Bella Me Boutique, leggings: Forever 21, flats: Target
When I wear this dress with just the right bra, it's the closest I can get to feeling like I have cleavage. So dear floral dress from the store where all the high school kids shop, thanks for making me feel feminine with a dash of sexy. Mostly, just thanks for making it feel like I have boobs.
Things have been worse. When I played little league soccer at the age of 11, everyone on the other team had me mistaken for a boy. That's what happens when you have short hair and don't get any girly shape until age 15. It also probably didn't help that at age 11, I wanted to be a boy with all my heart. So it didn't offend me much when the coaches and parents were yelling stuff like, "Guard the skinny boy with brown hair." My mom though, she took it a little personally. She started yelling things from the sidelines like, "That's not a boy that's my daughter!"
Okay, and that probably didn't all happen word for word because I was 11 and my memory is not perfect. The point is, I grew out of that awkward stage into a different awkward stage and now I'm where I'm at today and I look like a woman. I might only wear an A cup, but that still doesn't make me any less of a woman. Come at me.