I had a grey face like my photo set and decided to take it down. I really, really, really don’t like that kind of attention it makes me very uncomfortable and then i get angry and then i start man hating and i just don’t feel like going through all that right now when i’m in a decent mood. But it doesn’t change my opinion on the fact that it’s a bullshit double standard to treat girls with big boobs like whores simply because they have big boobs. Judgment is judgment and i’m over the idea that everything is so black and white. But i also have to understand that there is always going to be those straight laced, uptight southern baptist person who thinks that because i have a nose ring i automatically worship satan. There’s no amount of logic that will change their mind and i just have to learn to be secure within myself and MY personal relationship with Christ and go to HIM with questions of modesty and not anyone else. If Christ doesn’t see it fit to convict me of my wardrobe, then it’s no one else’s business. I am a modest, down to earth girl. This is a touchy subject for me and i’m sure i’ll have more to say on it at some point but for now i’ve come to in impasse with it. I’m sure i’ll have plenty more rants in my future, i love unnatural hair colors, piercings, tattoo’s and combat boots and edgy fashion… and i want to eventually go into ministry. haha I’m starting to think having big boobs might be the least of my worries in the battle of the bigot. I’m excited for what God has in store for me, i have no problems standing up for myself or people like me, God didn’t say we had to look a certain way to worship him. God always calls on the least of these to stand his ground, i definitely feel like the fisherman of the twentieth century. No matter who you are or what you look like, God loves you. I promise.