Letters to the Editor
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RE: Affirmative action
I had a room mate who was a male with the equivalent of a "Double-D". He was actually sensitive about it. He was very upset one evening because he and his girlfriend, that he really liked and had been dating for awhile, had tried to consummate their relationship. She actually couldn't or wouldn't have sex with him because his penis was too big. It hurt her when they tried. I think it may have even scared her a little. So, even this "blessing" can cause a problem.
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What size are these?!?!
Dump that one like toxic waste. What the hell does he have to know that for? So he can tell his friends he's nailing a 38DDDDD, or whatever? Jerk.
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One man's opinion
I'll give you one guy's take on this breast business.....
When I became a discerning, sophisticated middle-aged man, I found that I had a marked preference for women with medium to small-sized breasts. I didn't have anything against large breasts, but I didn't find them particularly attractive or sexy. And I thought they must be awfully awkward to carry around. I imagine large breasts are an annoyance for a woman when you're playing active sports. And if they're especially large, they must put a strain on your back when you're carrying them around all day.
So there you have it, from a heretic, a dissenter from the Hugh Hefner Big-Boobs-Are-Better school of thought.
Sorry, can't help it. I find small breasts on a woman very sexy. (I also find women wearing glasses extremely atractive, so I guess you can see where I'm coming from.)
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So you spend a lifetime hating your breasts
Then you categorically insist on being outraged when the person you go to for a custom fitting dares asks you what your size is? Wow you must love being miserable.
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Big is not fun...
As a former petite 32E/30F, I used to spend a lot of time at the Town Shop (although in NYC, Intimacy has a better selection of Freya, Fantasie and other fun and functional bras). It does seem odd that in the US there are few stores that cater to 'our' size while in the UK there's an entire chain (Bravissimo) and even your average Marks & Spencer location has bras in E and F cups (particularly in small band sizes) -- although the current exchange rate means ordering online from them (especially for their tremendous fitted shirts) isn't practical.
While it's nice that such places exist, I'm still much happier being a 32C post-reduction -- no more back pain, and I can actually wear dresses!
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I was in her shoes once
I was in the author's shoes once- 5'4", short-waisted, curvy, and with a rack that would make a moose envious.
I hated it. My 44DDs got in the way of everything, made my back and neck hurt, limited what sort of tops I could wear, and got in the way of everything. Their weight hampered my breathing at night, giving me apnea. Men rarely looked me in the eye.
I finally wrestled my medical insurance into permitting me to have a reduction, and it was the best thing I could have done. The surgeon removed 6 pounds of tissue. I'm now a much more proportionally reasonable 38C, and can now wear blouses that button up, and can breathe properly and see my toes again. My back is happy, too. Men look me in the eyes now, and I feel that I am given more respect because I'm not a walking pair of mega-boobs.
The 'girls' are still here, but they no longer rule my life, health or wardrobe. That's how it should be.
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I Had Gigantic Breasts Once Upon A Time
and they were actually kind of pretty! I didn't hate them at all, except for the weightiness of them.
I acquired them from having a baby -- I started at 34B, went as high as a 44G, and then ended up with 34DDD after the baby was weaned. No matter how close to my pre-pregnancy weight I got, the boobs never "went back down". Even 10 years later, at 5'8" and 145 lbs, I was still carrying around those 34DDDs.
They also caused me a lot of neck/shoulder/back pain.....they were SO very heavy, like an albatross around my neck. I am very active, love sports, and couldn't do any "fun" activities at all due to pain and extreme discomfort (2 sports bras, worn simultaneously, did little to control things).
I considered breast reduction surgery, and spoke to my mom about it. She is also similarly blessed with giant breasts (no matter how skinny she gets everywhere else). She showed me the deep grooves in her shoulders from decades of bra-straps, the knotty places in her shoulders and neck from the muscular strain, and told me of the near constant pain. She said she wished she had gotten the surgery when she was younger, even though they weren't as good at it then.
So, I got the surgery, and I've never been happier. It's been two years since I've had it, and I'm now a 34C and able to exercise--6 days a week--what can I say, I'm a fitness junky! The surgeon removed a grand total of 4 pounds, which doesn't sound like much, but really made a world of difference in my neck/shoulders....I have no pain there at all now.
People do tend to be a bit judgemental about "body image" and "loving your body as it is" and whatnot (which is why I rarely volunteer the information about my BR surgery), but really....for me, it was all about comfort and quality of life.
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You talk for every guy?
Sarah has an asset that most women would want. Men are hardwired for big breasts (this is the way biology goes).
This is categorically not true. Guys like breasts of all sizes.
Shallow loser guys only chase big boobs. If you women want shallow loser guys, have at it then.
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I agree - bigger isn't better
I can totally relate to this woman. It's amazing that the world has become so conscious of how we treat differences among people and sexual harassment training is mandatory in most workplaces, yet the size of one's breasts is open for discussion.
A few years ago, my office hosted its usual holiday follies. A parody of me starred a co-worker with a heavily stuffed shirt shaking herself and her enhanced chest around to Ta-ra-ra-boom-dayay. It was so humiliating to feel as people in the workplace think I put myself on display just because I have large cleavage. I have a hard time find shirts that fit my smaller ribs and shoulders and my big boobs, so sometimes my shirts fall down and show some cleavage. I am very conscious of this -- but I certainly don't do this on purpose at work. As a teenager, I hunched because I was afraid to have them "out there". Still, my girlfriends called me "banana boobs" (long and skinny) after an unfortunate sleepover, which revealed my size. Trying to breastfeed my child for the first time, the hovering nurse said I was going to suffocate my baby with my large breast (an impossibility). Given a few minutes, I am sure I could recall many other breast-centric stories, which seems ridiculous, since I am not a topless dancer or a porn star.
Now I am 32 and have never been properly fitted either - but I know I don't fit comfortably into my 34 DDs that I buy because I can't find anything bigger in regular stores. But I, too, am kind of embarrassed to know. It doesn't keep getting sexier after the letter D, in my opinion. (I can't imagine saying, "I'm a 34F!" with pride!)
My back definitely aches from all the weight. I am pregnant now and I am determined to get the reduction I have wanted for a long time after the birth. Then I won't have to think about it so much (or just maybe not at all)!