The boys would stare, the girls would scowl and no one would take me seriously - these were the “blessings'' in my life as a feminist woman with big breasts. My breasts hung around long enough for me to nurture my two daughters-but then a lump formed and turned out to be cancer. This unique and autobiographical ode to my breast life is interwoven with self-deprecating boob jokes and ultimately the acceptance of cancer and a final goodbye to my big ‘ole Hangy Sallys.

05 Hangy Sallys

Sea Garden

Sweet, yet Soulful with a dash of sass and a middle-aged ass.
🎙Singer/Songwriter🎶

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