When I was teaching college …
July 26, 2008 by Angela St. Lawrence
When I was teaching college, I treated my bust with an ironic detachment. Standing before a classroom chock full of hormonally challenged, sleep deprived and often hung-over eighteen and nineteen year-olds with a big rack was for me an ironic kissing cousin to when my friends taught class in Arrested Development tee-shirts. I just thought it was funny to be quoting Aristotle, Wittgenstein and Pope while rocking the righteous rack. I felt like “Hot for Teacher” come to life and went with it. Having breasts whose size were exceeded only by my IQ felt subversive and fun, and I reveled in it.
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