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"Stacked" author Susan Seligson Apparently this woman, claiming a 32DDD bust, has written a book about... If we up her band-size to a 34 (because she's also NOT a 32) then we might have accurately labeled her boobs: 34-D. Whereas myself, on the other hand, really IS a 32-DDD (triple in some bras, I will confess) and these things are HUGE. If I wore a tight (ugly) v-neck sweater like Ms Seligson in the picture, then my cleavage would be spilling out of that v-neck. Let's use some fruit analogies, just for the hell of it. One of my boobs is two (yeah, TWO) handfuls of flesh for my lucky husband. He would need four hands just to cover all of my boobage. If you were to grab those apple, there wouldn't be any over-spillage of flesh. If you're grabbing a DDD-cup boob, you know it because it doesn't even begin to fit into your hand. Women talking about how big their racks are, how guys never look them in the face, etc. When you're no longer able to sleep on your stomach because your incredibly huge rack would suffocate you, THEN you can talk about your massive mammaries.
You know, I know someone who used to have boobs in size J I didn't even know boobs could go that high on the alphabet. Thing is, I think those women who keep writing about the horrors of having big boobs probably wish theirs were bigger.
When I run across some lady (either in real life, or on the internet) yammering on about her massive mammaries (I LOVE that) then, yup, they usually aren't that massive. And yup, they go to J Bra cup sizes can go really, really high. My Mom has been something like a triple-F my entire life. I live in fear of how big these things are going to get as I age (because a 32-DD at 16 does NOT bode well for the rest of my life because we all know that they're just going to get bigger). I'm just waiting until (someday) I pop a kid out and then I'm getting my reduction. Li, her work is gorgeous and her husband is her anesthesiologist and I love me some anesthesiologists; Robert Rey, aka the Chicken Breast Doc from the Carls Jr. There's just no point in doing it before I have kids (if I can even have kids but that has nothing to do with my boobs). But, seriously, I could see myself having a reduction before the kid reaches his/her first birthday. I'm glad that I've waited so long because when they first started talking about a reduction (when I was in high school) they tended to not lower the boobs more than a single cup-size, thank goddess that's not the standard anymore.
link) Having a breast reduction before having a kid would (I'm told) result in the following: 1) Wouldn't be able to breast-feed. Devin really, really wants our kids breast-fed and I think he's a lunatic because I'd have to stay off my meds while breast-feeding, as well, and I'd have to be one super-duper healthy Katie to make that work. But the re-arranging of the nipples (if you've happened to see the god-awful Tara Reid pictures from when her dress slipped down and her boob was on display, you can tell that there is major scar tissue surrounding her nipple from her surgery--in any breast augmentation, the nipple are always re-arranged) means that breast-feeding would be out. It's possible that everything grows back together but most docs don't count on it. I've seen some incredibly flat-chested girls (some not even an A-cup) who've gotten quite the knockers when they get pregnant. General consensus among docs is that the breasts swell anywhere from one to three cup sizes, and some get even bigger after the kid is born (especially if the Mom is breast feeding). My boobs would be all nice and small, they'd actually have some perkiness to them (sadly, with DD boobs for almost ten years, I lost my perkiness a while ago) and I would be happy. Pregnancy would RUIN that (okay, hopefully not the happiness). It would be like the operation had never occured--my breasts would naturally swell, and as they grow over the course of the pregnancy, I've heard (in some cases) that they start to droop quite a bit towards the end (hard to tell with the big, you know, baby belly sticking out but I guess the Moms get a nice surprise of droopy boobs while they're still in the hospital recovering from pushing out baby). After a kid, even if I'd already had a reduction, my boobs would end up just as big as they were before and probably more droopy. I'd need another reduction just to clean it all up after baby. Which means that, when I do have kids (again, if Crohn's allows), I'm going to have HUGE BOOBS. And, once it's over, and the milk has dissipated and they're even more droopy, I'll have my reduction and get the boobs I've never had. And the boobs will (hopefully) stay that way for many, many years. But they were defnitely one of the highlights of marrying me. On the downside, he's got the sickly wife with the Crohn's and arthritis. Well, he's got two heaping handfuls of boobage whenever he wants--and I do mean whenever. He'll just randomly grope me when we're in the house, or driving in the car, or sometimes even in public. As long as I leave him enough boob to fill his hands, I don't think he'll be too bummed. Except for the fact that he probably won't be able to randomly grope me for a while after the surgery. wouldn't it be great if I could get them to put the boob tissue into my ass so I could have a cute little bubble butt?
But still a freak :) Also, I once saw this program on TV about why men are into boobs so much. In fact, human females seem to have evolved round bosoms specifically to please us, because other primate females are, well, flat-chested. Why a guy has to be REMINDED of a girl's ass when all he has to do is turn her around and look down is beyond me, but hey.
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