A female tactic, used to avoid answering a direct question from a male, or just to change the topic. It is accomplished by the female leaning forward on her elbows across the table from the subject while strategically crossing her forearms and thereby accentuating and displaying her cleavage. The male, duly unfocused by a loss of blood flow to the cerebellum, forgets what the topic or question was and possibly that he even asked a question.
Dude, I asked her if she was seeing another dude and she got all cleavasive and shit, and I don't even remember what the answer was or if she gave me one.
A woman's skillful use of breast display to distract and disorient her "mark" and obtain what she wants.
Yo, yo, yo, dat cleavious bitch got all in my face an'a next thing y'all know I's givin' her the keys to my whip an' I be walkin' ever since. Ya know I be thinkin' wif my dick. Shit's not fair, bro . . .ya know?