Stupid Shit They Try to Sell Me Because I have Boobs

A promotion for this device arrived in my inbox yesterday. It’s called a Cleava! What do you say? Want one?

“Ladies be in control with comfort and confidence while concealing your cleavage or creating a layered look in a cool clever way!”

I love anything that uses the word “décolletage.”

The absolute best thing about it? It’s been endorsed by…wait for it… Celebrity Parents Magazine. Big name, right? You know this thing is going to fly off the shelves…er…the “As seen on TV” aisle of Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

My first instinct was that CPM (as I am now calling it) was about the parents of celebrities (i.e. “Tom Cruise’s Mom on Scientology and Suri’s Baby High-Heels”, “How Justin Timberlake’s Mom Really Feels about Jessica Biel”, “Emmy Rossum’s Dad: What’s It Like to Watch Your Kid Do Raunchy Sex Scenes?”). It’s actually a magazine about celebrities who are parents, which is infinitely more boring.

P.S. I’m using the word “celebrity” very loosely, as I have never heard of any of the people on the cover.

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