Oh my! How did I get stuck in this crazy era where big breasts are "unattractive"? I remember being in fourth grade... stuffing my bra... when I went to the mall with friend's parents. The obsession with having breasts started so young with me! I don't remember my mother having breasts as much as I remember rollerblading over to a friends house only to complain to her mother (who had large breasts) how awful it was to be completely flat chested. The same Reba would purposefully skid her knees and tear up her sneakers riding bikes!!!!!!
After fourth grade... they never "came in", by sixth grade I decided that prayer was a necessary action toward getting "what I wanted out of life". Well, between prayer and the effortless stuffing... Hello! Hi! May I introduce myself? My name is Rebecca Albano (find me on facebook) and I wear a 36/DD bra.
Thank God? -or- Please help me God.
...or...sometimes I just hide them.
the grass is always greener...
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