But then the women get a little nervous. I imagine the inner diatribe goes something like this:
What if I don't look my best? If I could only lose these last 20, 10, 15, 5 pounds. My right breast is bigger than my left. I'M NOT PERFECT.
And guess what? You're not perfect. But he loves you. He loves your curves, he loves your big boob (and your little one), he loves everything about you. So, this year, give him something he will love. Give him YOU!
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