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May 22, 2007
I hate big boobs and I can not lie.
Not your boobs, of course. Your personal boobs are magnificent! They’re so . . . rotund and regal! In fact, those suckers should be gracing the front of a Viking ship somewhere.
I’m talking about MY boobs, which have not reduced in size the same way some of my other, more cooperative body parts have in the last couple months. I realize that smaller breasts are not normally a desired side effect of dieting, but in my case I had fervently hoped to streamline my cup size, if only a little.
But no. They have perhaps succumbed even more to gravity (soon enough I’ll simply be scooping them off the goddamn floor when I get dressed in the morning), but the volume levels remain the same.
You know what? I’d like to wear a t-shirt without looking like I’m auditioning for a job at Hooters. I’d like to wear a button-down shirt that neither looks like a potato sack nor offers that tantalizing peekaboo gap between the third and fourth button. I want a bra that doesn’t include enough underwire to trigger an airport security alarm, and doesn’t appear to have been designed by a nun moonlighting as a structural engineer.
And . . . and I want to jog without having to hog-tie my chest into submission ahead of time! I’d like to experience the elusive thrill of the spaghetti strap! When I’m cold, I don’t want to have to do that awkward crossed-arms thing, to prevent my nipples from painfully poking out the eyeballs of innocent passersby!
I want small boobs, by god. Like a B cup. Enough to smash into cleavage with the right bra, not too much to get away with those ‘built-in shelf’ tank tops.
Oh, what might it be like, living in a world where your breasts don’t drag through the spaghetti sauce during dinner? Where your bra tag doesn’t read “Hoisted N’ Matronly: the Comfort Fit“? I fantasize about an unfettered, bouncy lifestyle, with elaborate champagne spillings (oops! Tee hee) and sunset horse-gallopings; where I’m free to run along the beach in slow motion, Baywatch-style . . . without a wayward boob flying back and smacking me in the face.
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The Express tanks with the built in bra are awesome. The bra part is made of foam or something.
As a 30E, let me just say, “Tell me about it.” I’m about ready to head out to the kitchen and lop them off with a carving knife.
I went for a bra fitting recently and I was way off on sizing. The nice lady brought me a bra that had the price tag of $80.00. I tried it on and damn the thing is the best thing ever for these huge boobs.
I lost 60 pounds and not one bit of that was boob. I keep saying I’m going to get a reduction but I’m all chicken shit.
Don’t worry, when they get droopy enough and you have to roll them into balls to put into the bra cup, they will feel smaller. Oops! That might just be me. Nevermind. I understand your frustration though with all the working out you have been doing. You DESERVE smaller boobs! More comfort!
I hear you. I’m looking into a reduction. And I don’t even have the baby excuse!
I know nothing of this, as I am barely an A cup. Even now, 8 weeks pregnant, mine are only slightly larger than normal and I’m sure that’s not noticeable to anyone but me. As a small chested gal, though, I have to say that most of us spend a lot of time wishing we had much bigger boobs.
I don’t know if they still do, but Victoria’s Secret used to sell these crazy industrial strength sports bras. They must be made of steel or something – they make me look absolutely prepubescent. Like I said, I have no frame of reference but maybe that would help while jogging?
amen.
I guess this is truly a case of “the grass is always greener”… My poor little B’s would like your boobs to know how jealous they get sometimes. How demoralizing it is to have every dress altered because otherwise it will just fall down to waist level at some point in the evening. How much they long to experience cleavage without also being mangled into some contraption with more padding than a mattress. How sad they are that they are not large enough to help their owner look more proportionate. (If you’re going to give a girl some giant hips, don’t you think the top could be built to balance that shit out a little? That’s all I’m sayin’.)
You and Mac should get together and form a club, as she appears to be on your same wavelength.
If you decide to get a reduction, call me. I want an enlargement. My boobs were popping out of D cups when I was pregnant every time and now, 4 children later, they are sad, saggy, barely A’s. I will be buying myself some boobs in the near future. I want actual breasts in the worst way.
I don’t have large boobs but I have noticed a heck of a lot more sagging since I had my daughter. I can never find a comfortable bra. I’ve tried those spagetti straps and they are not all they are cracked up to be. :) Wish I had some advice but it seems like you have plenty of other ladies who can directly relate.
I have felt your pain. I HATE big boobs with many sharp, pointy daggers. Yet, after a double mastectomy and reconstruction… I realize how much of my self was tied up in my girls. Don’t get me wrong… I love my new girls far more than the old… They are alert and active and still large by industry standards. Plus, they “hold their own” and have allowed me the here-to-fore only dreamed about backless, halter blouse. But I sure do miss my nipples.
Sing it, sister. When I was 18, I was 36C. Last year, at twenty, I broke down and bought a 36C. About two weeks ago, I wandered into Victoria’s Secret, and got fitted with 34DD. DD!!! I was so devestated. My flat chested best friend didn’t understand why I walked around in such a daze for two hours. And the dress shirt thing? Oh my god, YES. I had to buy a XXL dress shirt the other day to get the buttons to stay closed, and I usually wear a M or L. Ugh.
I used to want larger breasts before I was pregnant. Now that I am nursing, I wish they were back to normal (and I only grew to maybe a C.)
It’s not fair that you can’t show off that tiny waist you worked so hard for because clothes that show it also accentuate the Ladies; and no one will be looking at your waist then anyway.
Maybe you can use the money from your book deal *wink* to get a reduction?
I’m also of the ‘barely fill an A cup’ club. People told me it would change when I got pregnant. It didn’t. They said it would change when I started breastfeeding. One month into that and it hasn’t. Not only that, but only one side works, so now I’m lopsided (but not much due to the aforementioned lack of growth – ha!). Since giving birth, I’ve talked more about my boobs than I’d ever thought possible. The small ones do make it easier to jog though….but a pain to find clothes to fit! We all have our problems, don’t we!
Ahem. I uh don’t really feel your pain at all. Sorry, I just tried understanding and it didn’t work. I say, the bigger the better. But just as often, less is more.
A wise man once said: “Breast size is like Coke vs. Pepsi. A man might state a preference, but he’ll take whatever’s on tap.”
So don’t go reducing your assets or whatever euphemish applies to tits. God wants it the way it is. I’m sorry I was not able to relate to your plight. Maybe tomorrow you can write about wanting to change something less awesome, and I might do better. At least there were no pictures this time. That would have been akward.
I had a breast reduction (after I had my 2 kids) and it was the BEST thing I ever did for myself. I’d been wanted one since high school (I’m 31 now). Insurance even paid for it!
Something tells me JB is going to hate this entry.
I DO hear you, and it all makes sense. On the other hand, it’s hard to identify with someone who’s skinny AND has a great rack.
Here is an interesting site to ‘examine’ sports bras
http://www.shockabsorber.co.uk/bounceometer/shock.html
Forgot, be sure to look at the wire frame version.
Hmm, sounds familiar!
I was a 32C at age 13. I am now age 28 and, despite losing all but 5 lb of last year’s baby weight, I am back to the bra size I’ve been since college: 34E or F. It sucks. I’ve been planning to have surgery since I was about 16 years old… one more baby to go, and then I’m finding a doctor for a reduction/lift. My husband is being very supportive as long as I don’t go smaller than a C, which I wouldn’t, because it would look too weird. (although I’m going to tell the doctor to make it a SMALL C…) I can’t wait!
This isn’t to say that surgery is for everyone. But I do feel your pain.
Another “grass is greener, can’t relate” comment: I’m so flat, I was called “Sir” WHILE PREGNANT. In terms of my Boobular History, breastfeeding was the best time of my life. :-)
Oh, A-fucking-MEN. When I was a size 6, they didn’t have the decency to drop below a D. Harrumph.
Tips from a 36DD, in case you don’t know about them already: Title Nine has THE BEST sports bras for larger sizes. Seriously, they can stop the bounce. And I recently picked up the Ipex from Victoria’s Secret, and hoo boy! I look like I’ve had a lift. The shape is *great*, the colors are good, and the fit is comfortable. Hope this helps!
I’m 32FF right now. I fear for when I am pregnant. :(
Oh, boy do I hear you. Double D just sounds… scary. I hate them. I just got these for wearing button down shirts. They just came so I haven’t tried them yet.
http://www.bugcatcherz.com/noSeeEms.aspx
I found via http://www.fashionbuzz.typepad.com
It does remind me of a cartoon that I haven’t seen in a while. A dude is standing at a bus stop with a slogan on his t-shirt that says “Show us your tits” . The little old lady next to him lifts her dress to just above her knees……
I hear you. After having breast reduction pre-pregnancy (a wise, freeing, and delightful choice), I keep asking my OB-GYN, “And when will they return to normal?” He says patiently, “It’s only seven weeks post-partum, give them time.” I haven’t been able to breast feed, which has been a minus, but otherwise I have been so thankful I made that choice seven years ago. Going from DD to B was heavenly. Hang in there!
I’m a solid B cup and my best friend is a DD. There are times when I wish I had more but then I see the bra’s she buys…you know the moonlighting nun/matronly things and I thank god for my B’s and the lacy, satiney french-whore looking things I wear that are still totally functional.
Either way, I’ve learned to just love what you got. Everyone else will love you too if it shows that you carry your body with pride. Your boobs are great (yeah, I remember that Zombie t-shirt…niiiice) and luckily we can still tell how skinny you’re getting. If the boobs were such a hindrance that the weight loss was invisible because of them, that would REALLY suck so it could be worse!
Amen!
I’m a double D most days these days. The girls are… large and in charge, that’s for damned sure. I long for a nice, comfy /cute/ bra. Something that doesn’t look like my mother wears. Those days are long past. I love for something with straps less than an inch side. I long for the spaghetti strap, too! But I don’t think I could manage this without surgery no matter how much weight I lost. I was doomed from an early age. I remember being barely 11, and my mom’s best friend giving me a sympathetic look and telling me that I was gonna have big boobs just like my mom.
I guess someone forgot to knock on wood.
Remember “plorty snee”?
My sympathies. I would LOVE to be flat as a board! I hate the exercise bouncing, and I feel too chesty in a lot of shirts. I would totally go for the Paris Hilton body type: long, skinny, and flat. Instead I’m short and curvy. Lame.
Oh man. It IS my boobs that you hate, and you’ve probably wanted to sock me in the face every time I’ve whined about their ever-constant shrinkage. For what it’s worth, I’m with Swistle. I know they probably annoy you, but you have great boobs, you really do. I dream of having boobs that you can actually feel, instead of a few sad little lumps that may actually be fat rolls, especially if you’re groping around in the dark.
I must hastily add, however, that boob size has nothing to do with whether your nipples stand at attention like overeager pencil erasers. No shit, Linda, mine can actually break through the most padded of push up bras. I just glanced down to see if I was right, and yep! There they are, letting me know that they’re there if I need them, just in case there’s some kind of…erasing emergency or… something.
Josh-ROFL
Big boobs always sound great to guys. But really, do they like SAGGY boobs? Because that’s the destiny of big boobs. Sag. And Flop. Which is not to be confused with Bounce, which is like the Baywatch thing Sundry mentioned.
When you get it right, lady, you get it RIGHT! I was so happy when I was pregnant because I thought that the shirts might now accommodate my girls. I spent the next 35 weeks slightly bummed that no, not even maternity wear could tame my boobs. I dream of running…in fact your last sentence had me giggling so hard my husband had to come see what was going on. I hope your diet eventually leads to smaller boobs, and not just because I want the same damn result. I’ve also heard that some exercises can tone and lift, but I have yet to check this out.
At 22 (and far from bearing children) and carrier of a pair of 34DDs that have been traveling South since high school, I get it.
Also, the Perfect Fit camis from Solutions are a GODSEND for us voluptuous ladies. They’re not cheap, but holy crap, they’re amazing. And nothing is more fun than yelling “I’m not wearing a braaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!” to your boyfriend, only to have him run into the room and look slightly disappointed. Hee.
The boob-weight that I keep losing is obviously gravitating, somehow, to yours. Give it back, and we can both be happy.
To be honest, I have big ones also but I kinda love it. Sometimes I wish I had smaller ones (like today, when the dress I ordered from the States dosen’t fit because of them) but most of the time I would much prefer big over small.
When I was in junior high school, girls with boobs like yours made fun of girls with boobs like mine, so I must say it’s gratifying to hear that my bra size is finally worthy of envy. I think I’ll go put on a tank top and run around the block to celebrate.
I think evil evil pushups, and other pectoral and shoulder muscle type workouts are good for that; they’ll increase the muscle underneath a bit and should burn a bit of fat. Orrr, more running and cardio. Orrr, I’m talking out of my arse. Possibly all three.
I’m so in agreement with you! Every since having the boys, “the girls” have NOT been the same. Bigger and I pop out SO much more easily! Quite annoying. I don’t want to buy super padded bras, but I don’t want to poke an eye out either!
The key to getting insurance to cover a breast reduction is to mention to your physician how you are having back, shoulder and neck pain. And seriously, who doesn’t?
It’s worth it- they give them a perky little lift at the same time. Just schedule for winter when the recovery bras you have to wear are hidden under lots of layers.
Amen on Title 9 sports bras. I am a 36DD. Funny, I recently did a bit of writing about the supporting the girls and the lack of appropriate sports bras for large breasted chicks… It is a true dilemma!!
“What I really need is a new sports bra. I was looking at these poor excuses for sports bras at Target. Are they serious? The term “sports BRA” clearly indicates that the person wearing it will have BREASTS they want to keep from flopping around when jogging, jumping, etc. These wee wisps of fabric that are masquerading as “sports bras” are certainly not capable of strapping down these cantaloupes – no way. The tags say that the sports bras have a “shelf bra” in them to offer extra support. Baby, I don’t need a shelf, I need a damned iron-reinforced overpass, complete with earthquake retrofitting to accommodate even the most severe techtonic forces. I mean, I’ve got RACK. So I’ve been checking out the internet – a website called Title 9 has some awesome contraptions that are guaranteed to hold the girls in place but they want some serious cash. I guess I can understand, considering the amount of reinforcement, advanced top secret government-issue fabric and extra sewing that is sure to be involved. Anyway – I’m sure I will have to bend to the pressure and buy one soon as I cannot continue to jog along holding my boobs in hopes that I will notice any on-coming cars or neighbors in their yards before they seem me gripping myself. Really – I do it.”
Boobs – we love them, we hate them. I paid for mine and they were glorious but after a kid, even the fake ones can lose their perkiness and go south. Oh well – I still have fantastic cleavage! I dread the day, though, when I wake up and my implants are hanging from my long, sagging National Geographic-style boobs, like an orange in the end of a tube sock. I have to get a lift after the next kid!
And hey – Nordstrom has great bras and trained bra fitters. Sounds creepy but these women know boobs and can fit you into something you’ll love (and pay dearly for). I’ve found that, at least with bras, expensive is always the best. Good luck with those wild things.
Preach it, sister. I’m 5′2″ and of average build and there are times when I feel like my tits completely overpower my whole body. Though I am just a 36 C- after reading some of the comments about ladies with DDs and beyond- I suppose I should quit my bitchin! :)
Please, please visit the Bellevue Square Nordstrom’s for a proper bra fitting. I went from a 38C to a 38DD! Not that I wanted bigger boobs! Heck NO! But the right size bra does a wonderful job of minimizing the volume of the ta-tas! Then nip over to the department next to “individualist” (can’t remember the name) for a couple of Caslon t-shirts. You will love them!
Ah, that green lawn over there. I used to have fantastic D breasts. I mean it, they were great. Then I lost oh, 30ish pounds? They were still great! Then, a few years later, I lost another 10 and I went down a cup size. Now they are there, and a bit deflated. For shame. Maybe, one day after babies, I will get a reduction. Right now, my flappers do their job just fine.
BUT my sister has gigantic breasts for her size. She’s about an 8 in jeans and I guess would be an F? Maybe a G? She wants a breast reduction like no one’s business. Shopping trips always end in tears.
If they get in your way, or cause you discomfort, I say go for a reduction or lift. Otherwise, you let those ladies fly. You look gorgeous!
I’d settle for a bra that doesn’t have straps that turn into garroting wire after two wears…
Wow, there’s another Christen with the same spelling leaving you comments. COOL!
I had been a nice, slim 34B maybe 34C my entire life until two years ago.
Gained weight, shot up to a DD.
Tell me about it. Ugh.
Oh how I feel your pain. I have a small upper body (my sister calls me “noodle arms” if that tells you anything). Only problem is these gigantic jugs I’m lugging around. Buy a shirt to fit my boobs, and it hangs down to my knees. Buy a shirt to accommodate my small arms and shoulders, and I look like I’m givin Pamela Anderson a run for her money. Add in my eternally erect nipples (I’m not always cold! Or horny! Promise!) and you have a recipe for disaster. Or at the very least, ill fitting clothing.
I hear you – another D/DD in the house. But ya know? Mom had breast cancer, so did her aunt, and her aunt’s mom. I think that has completely cured me of bitching about my breasts. They did what they were meant to (fed my kid) for a while, and certainly aren’t the perkiest lasses in the land, but no one in this household is complaining. I’m grateful to them and for them and send lots of caring, loving thoughts to them (as well as try to maintain a healthy lifestyle). Because I don’t want them any other way.
Oh, me too!
I dream of a reduction, but I’m too chicken.
I also paid for mine (went from about a double –A to a small C), and am now 12 weeks pregnant. They grew a little bit scarily in the first 8 weeks, but seemed to have settled down now. I too, am scared of the “Orange in a sock” thing happening after breastfeeding- If they even WORK for that, that is??
Would never wish for humongous D’s, but hated being flat too. My pre-pregnancy boobs were perfect for me and I hope I get them back (everyone snickers behind their hands at the naivete)
i couldn’t figure out how pete up there might have expertise in sports bras until i went to his site recommendation. if baywatch was an international hit, this website could just loop for 24 hours on tv and be the best rated program in history!
You are the funniest woman alive.
your right. big boobs do suck, especially on oneself. i hate, hate, hate sports bras. i can never find one that fits properly without the whole squashed into one place thing. sucks.
Hey there, I am telling you cardio is great to lose the weight but lift some small weights (high reps) both upper and lower body plus do push ups. Anything weight bearing – you will notice the muscles around your chest will start to tighten up and your chest will benefit from this. Of course, genetics play a role in this. Do your mother or grandmother have a large chest? I would try weights as that has always kept my chest “perkier” because as much as breasts are mainly fat there is muscle around and under that which can be toned and make an improvement in your size…
You and me both, girlfriend. You and be both. What I wouldn’t do to get my perky B’s back.
A. Freaking. Men.
My new bra that I raved about upthread – I just noticed that in my cream sweater today the underwires in the middle are sticking out like I have a knife stabbed in my chest. I bet that is attractive.
I’m so with you on this one. Back in the day, the pre-kid day, I was a small size B. Now, after two kids, I am a size D. However, gravity has conspired against me and if I don’t wear a bra, they like to graze around my navel.
Exaggeration? Maybe a little. But not a whole lot. I’d kill for my small, perky boobs back.
OUCH! That was just chi tea out my nose! You crack me up, especially that last part about the wayward boob in the face.
I am of the barely there party (small B or large A) but I can sympathize a little. While I was nursing the girl for 15 months I was a good solid D and after spending my whole life wishing I was bigger (hey with these hips I figured a little balance would be nice) I quickly realized maybe bigger wasn’t better. I think a happy medium would be nice, like a good average C, enough to nicely fill out a top but not so big you have to buy the next size top just to accommodate the ladies.
I think every woman who delivers a child should be entitled to a free breast lift / touch up, it should just be included in the follow up care!
I can totally sympathize. Several people told me they would get smaller after I had a baby, but no luck. After we have another kid, I’m definitely having a reduction- even to a C cup would be a huge improvement. I’ve already warned my husband, so he has plenty of time to mourn the loss.
LOL. No one seems to want what they have. I’m a small B myself and while I don’t mind the size too much I just wish at 33 they still were as firm as they were at 23. Oh, and I’d like to make a string bikini top look good too.
I too suffer from B cup envy, but from the other side – my boobs are probably not even an A – even when I was pregnant they barely grazed a B cup and were totally outweighed by my stomach. I wouldn’t mind the small boobs since they are easier to manage, if that also meant I had a small ass or a small gut – but no. I’ve always had J Lo booty and since having a child if I have a nice steak dinner my stomach pooches out farther than my boobs because they are tiny. I work out like a fiend, but one nice dinner and BAM my tiny boobs are no match for a full stomach. Depressing. I’d have a boob job, but 1. it’s expensive and 2. I’m a chicken.
Just also had to add my frustration at why to they even make bras with underwire in my size? There is not a damned thing to “push up” and yet I cannot find a pretty sexy lacy bra without the damned underwire. All it does is poke the hell out of my ribs while the fabric part bags around without sufficient flesh to fill out the cup. I hate bra manufacturers! That is all (finally).
word.
I always whined and moaned about my teeny little tatas until my mom (!) got me those silicone boobies you slip inside your bra. I hated them! They got in the way! I didn’t know what to do with them! So large tata’ed ladies? I used to scorn you, but now? I am educated. I don’t know how you work around those things, and I am one less flat-chested girl who bitches and moans. I salute you!
Here’s another comment of envy from someone afflicted with Small-Boobed Syndrome: oh, how I would LOVE to have boobs. Large ones! That fill out dresses and bathing suit tops and require more than the all-cotton “training” bra thingamagigs. Sexy? Not so much. I look like a 12-year-old and I hate it.
Also? Because my boobs are so small, I feel extra, EXTRA pressure to try to keep my ass in proportion. Larger boobs and generous asses = womanly curves. Tiny boobs and larger hips and ass = freakish pear-like woman. At least if you gain some weight, you will still look proportional and voluptuous. If I go up a size or two, though, I just look dumpy AND flat-chested. Ick.
So, as others have said, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence!!
Go to Nordstrom and get fit by a bra fitter – it may be expensive but it will help. People with small boobs (uhm, me) also have to do the crossed arm thing — it universally sucks. And if you want have them reduced after baby #2, I plan on having my entire bottom half liposuctioned after #2. Treat yourself.
More proof that god hates me. When I diet, my boobs deflate like last night’s party balloon. To lose everywhere but there? I wish.
Wrap dresses. Wrap shirts. Wrap sweaters. True wrap. Faux wrap. Wrap, wrap, wrap. They will give a nice shape to your boobs & show off your little waist. You’ll have a fab hourglass figure and will be happier with the boobs because a properly fitting garment won’t create the general sort of “blousy all over” look that large boobs can create underneath a less fitted (& forgiving, stretchy) garment.
Also, the “What Not To Wear” girls would tell you that the wrap dress/sweater thing is good for you because gals with big boobs need to wear deep V-necks, not high-necked blouses/t-shirts. A deep V-neck helps define and refine your shape.
Some wrap garmets will not close properly over your cleavage. In this case, you have to (1) use a pin or (2) wear a low-necked camisole.
But low-neckline part of it is key. T-shirts, button-down blouses, turtlenecks –anything that comes all the way up to your throat — is going to make you look droopy & matronly because of the long distance between the neckline and the swell of your bust. These garments are not your friends.
Also, the deep-V neck helps lengthen your neck. You have a nice neck, but those of us who do have short necks have to keep this in mind.
What else do the What Not To Wear girls say? Uh, avoid anything that adds bulk ABOVE the boobs, e.g., avoid chunky necklaces, brooches, big hair, cowl or shawl collars, etc.
Also avoid anything that obscures your waist. Basically you want to emphasize that although the boobs are big, what is above & below them is not — that you *do* have a defined shape.
Even if you hate your boobs resist the urge to cover them with loose garments (I don’t think you do this, Linda, but some gals who are not at peace with some part of their body do go for the oversized garmetn “solution” that just makes things worse.)
Oh dear. With all this advice, I’ve made it sound as though I think you have a figure flaw. I *don’t* think that! You are BEAUTIFUL and so, so shapely!! I just have a bossy, advice-giving nature. Also I am fascinated by the “What Not To Wear” book.
Victoria there is a What Not To Wear book?! Off to the library website right now – thanks!
Before I got pregnant…. I was a 34E now… 9 months post child… 34… waitforit… G yes, G as in GINORMOUS. I really really really hope they will get smaller with the working out and whatnot. Or maybe not.
In any case the best place for us big boobed women is Bravissimo.com
check em out. They rock
Yup. I never knew how good I had it until I went from a very perky large A/small B to what I am now… 36 E. Holy Jesus these are some big tits. They’re very cumbersome and let me tell you, it’s not easy to breastfeed. Also the bras… four hooks down the back? It’s demoralizing.
Sadly I do not have good news for you. They are not going to go down. I had my first child and they grew like freaking weeds!!! Then 2 years later I had another child and they got BIGGER!!! Over the last 17 years I have gained and lost weight, however they have NOT gone down. Sadly, I look like the hooters girl too, which looks odd on my 5′3″ frame. I don’t like being a D, thank god I’m not an E like some of the poor girls above. I hope to never feel that pain.
But kudos on the weightloss/streamlining of the bod. You can tell in your pics. Way to go!!!
When I get my tummy tuck after our next spawn, I am going to ask them to take the extra skin and flesh and mold it into a boob-like mass and just sew it to my current breasts. After losing 120 lbs, then gaining 70 with a pregnancy, nursing, then losing the weight again, I am one big mess of loose skin and extra fat deposits. My husband is a saint.
I do feel your pain because growing up as a large woman with small boobs (I had a hormone imbalance during puberty so never really developed past an A-B cup despite growing to 5′8 and being very heavy) was sucky and I imagine being a small woman with large boobs is equally as sucky.
AMEN…I swear you have a wiretap in my house!!!!!!
I’m a long time lurker never posted, but i couldn’t resist. I have the SAME freaking problem, and have found a fantastic sports bra that helps while exercising, but particularly while running. http://www.enell.com/index.html check it out. I’ve never felt so fantastic while running, and don’t have back pain afterwards! :)
What do you mean they don’t go back down in size?!?! Gawd! :o( I’m so glad I read all these comments, you girls (and boys!) are awesome with your recommendations.
Try Berlei sports bras. They’re an Australian brand, I believe. Whenever the Williams sisters come to the Australian Open they go sports bra shopping because they think Berlei are the best. I swear I don’t work for Berlei, I’m just a fan of wearing them.
A f*ckg men. As someone who in the far far past was a C and bemoaned it then, the D to DD that has come with age (even as I lost weight) is a pain in the ass. I am tall, I am curvy, I have the hour glass figure, I wear the wrap dress, I do all of that stuff that is supposed to be “the right” thing to do. I haven’t seen my feet since I was 12 unless I look sideways in the mirror; running hurts, even walking fast creates a sway that turns heads. The girls and I have a definite love hate relationship. The men in my life over the years love them; I, living a day to day existence trying to find suits for work and shirts that don’t look like my chest is trying to escape, hate them. Are they proportional to my size? A bit overkill, but probably. Are they a pain in the ass (and other places) to live with? Absolutely!
I know this is an old post, but I have to give my 2 cents. I ran track in high school, and come from a long line of large-chested women. My mom made sure I was not flopping around out there with everyone watching in the stands, so we searched for sports bras. In high school I wore Champion’s Full Support Underwire Sports Bra. Yeah, underwire kind of sucks in a sports bra, but those suckers were not going to budge, which was important when you have an audience of pubescent boys, but now I wear the Champion Action Shape Sports Bra which is also quite good, no underwire and I don’t feel like my boobs are mashed to my ribs.
[...] All right. I promised a post about boobs and I will deliver. But, with apologies to Christina at Rockin’ the Suburbs, I fear my problem is the exact OPPOSITE of that detailed by Linda at All and Sundry. [...]
Amen, sister, amen!
I think I would readily sacrifice a pinky toe if I could have B cups. I have friends who are all, “But small boobs suck, you’re so lucky to have big boobs!” and I want nothing more than to force them to put up with DDs for a month in the summer.
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