My friend had a conversation with a man she was dating about some thoughts she had on her body. Her lower belly, like most women, has a little extra insulation. The guy was telling her that he kinda liked it. Her response: Of course, you do! It's a safe, warm baby love oven.
I love this. I mean, she's so right! I'd never thought of it like that before.
There are so many other names for the lower belly, like FUPA, ponch or pooch. All of them are criticizing your secret lady cave. Verbally, the words even sound gross. Like it's something you should extract from your body. It's a curse.
But, a Baby Love Oven?
The woman's body is a magical instrument. It can do some fantastic, mind blowing things. Every woman has this special power within her just by being a woman. These deposits of cuddle cushion are visual expressions of that. I'll say it again. Being a woman automatically makes you sexy.
Ladies, our body is a legit wonderland. Let's stop bringing ourselves down, shall we? We can either say "this is gross" or we can say "this is something special." I know who I'd rather be.
The lower belly offers a safe and warm passage for the future within us. Dudes dig that. They can't help it. It's science.
Love your belly.