  my goodness I sure am busty today! I got this fancy new top that I thought would be a decent compromise between acceptable work attire and " Mr. Lovett was wondering if you'd care to join him backstage... " garb and while it is, in fact quite fetching it seems also rather inclined to drift .
This combined with my new super-mondo-hold-em-up bra -- et viola, " Houston , we have cleavage ! " Hmmmm. Not sure if I should attempt to re-arrange the over sweater thingie so I'm a bit more cover-rard or if I should just "sport em like Beckham" as they are wont to say.... Actually, I've just noticed that I am starving. Food first! Major decisions like this one should never be made on an empty stomach! 
