Today I wore a light green lace-trimmed strappy tank top, a soft grey fuzzy hooded jacket, tight black flared pants, and my platform boots.
While entering through one of the entrances to the mall, M. made a cute little comment about me.
I walked ahead of M. (who was pushing the stroller with D. in it) so I could open the glass doors for them.
I guess M. was sneaking a peek at my butt. He then smiled, laughed, and said that I had one healthy butt. At this, I quickly glanced at my butt's profile in the mirrors that lined the walls of the mall's entrance. I couldn't help but laugh and reply, "Whoa...yeah I do." With those tight black pants, my cheeks looked very plump and perky. That was when M. also said, "So THAT is why everyone called you Jennifer!" I totally cracked up and started to giggle. Read this previous entry to understand the Jennifer phenomena. Needless to say...M. said he had solved the Jennifer mystery...why so many people in the past have called me Jennifer instead of Jennie. The explanation was that my butt was just as plump as the one infamously owned by Jennifer Lopez. Hehehe.
I then shyly said, "I guess my butt is okay."
He then quickly replied, "Oh it's MORE than just okay!"
He flatters me so.
M. is so nutty. And I LOVE Lopez's butt...so yes...I took his comment as a compliment, which was his intention.
By the way..I do not know if my butt really is as plump as Lopez's. Maybe it is. I don't know. All I know is that I have got enough flesh on me to satisfy both of us. And hell...that is more than GOOD enough for me.