The thing that brought her up today though was an amazing sighting this morning in the FootLocker around the corner. There was an incredibly healthy young brunette there who was quite excited about a pair of Nike's she had found. Although she was so obnoxiously endowed I doubt she'll ever see them on her feet due to her massive knockers blocking the view. She was otherwise atheletically built with incredible definition around her legs and feet. She was wearing shorts and a tight purple tee-shirt that clung to her "flowerpot" shaped breasts.
There's that troublesome phrase. Whatsit mean? It was coined by an old RA of mine to define huge beasts that are lifted and separated to the point that they are pushed out to their extremes. Not like a pushup bra which presses the breasts together and out to the extreme, the flower-pot bra shapes and molds the each breast as a separate entity making the entire bust seem limitless. Furthermore the flowerpot flattens the extreme tip of the breast supporting it to where the nipples point upward (see Julia Nova for the natural unsupported version). The ridiculously built bartender at my favorite nightspot is also like endowed, on a recent chilly night I was dumbstruck at her ceiling oriented nipples. Anyway, this athletic girl sported the look to where she was getting stares from other mall patrons. Big Tit; Paris 1997 sported it to superhuman proportions, thats as plainly as I can state it. Maybe I'll tell more sometime. There is a entry in my journal of that trip made not 10 minutes after the sighting with you guys in mind, but I've been sitting on it for a while. Maybe the time has come?