Being fairly well endowed, you would typically assume I would not need any help drawing attention to my chest. However, today I think the Powers That Be thought I needed a little assistance. While driving to work this morning I splattered coffee all over my shirt. (I keep trying to blame Simeon for filling the cup too full, or putting the lid on wrong, but I’m pretty sure I did it all to myself. Sorry Sim!) So today when I catch people not looking me in the eyes when they talk to me, I can’t blame my breasts. I have to attribute it to my lack of grace.