Someone in my office told me the other day that I had a Muffin Top.  Bullshit.  I am far from it and resent the notion that my midsection even slightly resembles this picture.  There are obviously places you can get away with a Muffin Top though, and kudos to those gals who wanna wear a top like this girl (pictured above).  She is in some kind of music store, maybe FYE or BestBuy, definitely somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon Line or west of the Mississippi River.  Muffin Tops are undoubtedly a geo-specific occurrence.  You won’t catch a Muffin Top on the corner of 42nd and Lexington in Manhattan, just ain’t gonna happen.  However, you might catch two Muffin Tops at the intersection of Main Street and Dale Earnhardt Drive.  That is a fact and I can produce pictures to prove my theory.  So I guess the Muffin Top will continue to thrive in certain regions and continue to be a staple at most Nascar events.  Muffin Top themed porn has yet to break through, but I have my hopes.