Quote Originally Posted by Zen View Post
After you squeeze yourself into some Spanx and insert some chicken filets into you bra for mega-boobage you can now poof up your 'do to previously unimagined heights.

Come on Barbie, let's go Barbie!
Yoicks! Those Spanx thingies made my stomach hurt just looking at them.. I think at the tender (and skinny) age of 16 I actually thought I needed tummy-control nylons, and struggled into these monstrous things that turned me practically two-dimensional for big occasions for several years.

(*snork* but I did get a nerdy-speller kick out of the mix-up between "discreet" and "discrete". "Nipple covers, for the days you want to be discrete"
Yah, like have two separate ones. )