There seem to be an awful (and by awful I mean WOWEE) lot of sweaters on chicks here in downtown Dallas for 85 degree weather. And I sure as hell am not complaining. I loves me some sweater meat.
Okay, any ideas on why chi-chis look so much better wrapped in tight knit wool than say, a wet T-shirt? Because there really aren’t a lot of women that can carry a wet T-shirt properly (about the same as the number of men who can get away with a Speedo) but I’ll be damned if a sweater doesn’t turn any chick under 190 lbs into one of those Magic Eye posters.