As a humor columnist for the Bozeman Daily Chronicle, I spend a lot of my time with words. But I rarely incorporated them into my artwork. A friend suggested I take some of my column topics and turn them into whimsical pieces of art. So I guess this is all her fault. This piece is based on my column about some of the not-so-subtle bodily changes that occur in mid-life, particularly when the girls head south. It's that very depressing moment when you realize you no longer need that sexy Victoria's Secret Embrace Bra. Instead you need the one sporting secret dual hydraulic jacks.