My worst fear in 2011: is getting resized for a bra. At 5'3'', weighing 120 pounds with a 26 inch waistline and a size 6 in jeans ... I've been wearing a 36DD bra that's too small, because I'm afraid they'll tell me I need to be in a bigger cup size. [[I hide my chest size quite well. No one knows that I'm full-figured in that department until they see me in a bathing suit. And then the response, from both genders ... is Daaaaammmn!]
I've never seen anything larger than a DD on the shelves. And the worst part is, because I'm not obese and in decent physical shape ... it's unlikely that a larger cup size is going to fit my narrow back/ribcage.
I've had people tell me to consider losing weight (and I was thinking: Screw You, jerkface. I don't need to lose weight.) ... but the reality is? I could only stand to lose 5 or 6 pounds; 115-120 is normal for my height. Not entirely convinced that 5 pounds is going to drop me by 2 cup sizes.
Here's my version of hell: never being able to wear blouses, because I spill out the top.
Never being able to find a bathing suit that fits because my chest spills out everywhere.
The only dress I can wear is a spaghetti strap A-line ... because the sheer weight of my chest (PS: I'm sick and twisted and weighed my boobs. They weigh 7 pounds each. That's 14 pounds of dead weight on my front) weighs down every single strapless bra. I can't wear sweetheart necklines, scoop necks or sweethearts because it's just ... right up there with porn-star inappropriate.
I have deep indentations in my shoulders from the weight pulling on the bra straps.
My back however, feels fine. Irony.
For my 25th birthday, I want a breast reduction to a 36C.
I want to wear bathing suits.
I want to wear blouses.
I want to be ... not top heavy.
And I've wanted this since I was 17 years old.
And I really wish my husband was behind me on this, because it truthfully makes me a little sad that his selfish response is: hell no! I love that my wife is stacked!
Women complain all the time about having little breasts. And I'm jealous when they go for implants ... because what wouldn't I give to have an elective cosmetic reduction?
Truth: my grandmother and my aunt both had breast reductions before their 30th birthday. Evidently, I can thank my Dad for passing on the GIGANTIC BREASTS ON SMALL-FRAMED WOMEN gene.