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@Linda the Bra Lady Happy to share! I have to say thanks, Linda, for this awesome site. I get fitted every year at a shop that no longer carries my size... when they stopped carrying my size I lost my mind and bought EVERY BRA THEY HAD left that I could fit all the while in a panic because there was NO WHERE ELSE I could go for a well fitting, quality bra that was cost effective.
....and then I found your site. Not only do you carry my trusted, tried and true brand but you are ALWAYS releasing more bras! In my size!!! Thanks!!
2 years ago on Breasts: Is Bigger Better?
I have had a large chest all my life. I actually don't clearly recall a pre-bra time even in my girlhood. As another commenter stated 'I am used to them.' I am also used to not: crossing my arms, clapping w/o boobs bouncing like mad, having my kids sit in my lap, or doing push ups.
I don't mind the not doing push ups part.
I spent most of my growing up in wrong bras and being forced to "hide" my breasts with painful minimizers or awful tops.
Honestly though, my problem has always been ... other people. From my well meaning mother who unfortunitly made me ashamed of them to people on the streets who will ask me out of the blue 'how big are your tits?' Or make ribald and kinda trite jokes about running and black eyes.
People who consider themselves my friends are even guilty of it, sometimes even gentle ribbing and teasing can, over time, rub you raw.
I am older and much more deft at handling embarassing situations... typically when asked the size question my answer is flippant and kind of rude. Usually resulting in the other person looking taken aback. I explain (sometimes) how mindlessly rude their question is.
Worse than that though are the people who decide that they know my body better than I do and insist I am wearing the wrong bra. They will literally attempt to debate the issue with me. I get professionally sized every year but despite that these armchair titty experts are convinced that my bras are too big, small, wide, long, tight, soft..... blah blah blah for me.
Or when I was younger the guys who would assume that my mighty rack meant I was good in the sack. Let me tell you, disgust at guys drooling over my boobs kept me a virgin long past my peers.
Anyway, about large vs small... love them or hate them they are mine. They keep me afloat in deep water, make it easier to lay on my belly to read, I have never run 'face first' into anything, they provide a great distraction... all I have to do is bounce just a wee bit, and because of this constant weight I have great lung capacity. Not that I dive... too floaty.