1/31 Apparently this woman, claiming a 32DDD bust, has written a book
about... having big boobs.
There is NO WAY those are triple-D's. NONE. I doubt she's even a full
D but... maybe. 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. Ms. Seligson's
boobs look like small apples. You know, the green ones that tend to run
tiny. Apples do not get you past a D-cup (again, IF THAT).
My boobs? Melons. Seriously. Or grapefruits. One of my boobs is two
(yeah, TWO) handfuls of flesh for my lucky boyfriends.
They would need four hands just to cover all of my boobage.
And Ms. Seligson's don't even look like a handful! If you were to
grab those apple, there wouldn't be any over-spillage of flesh.
Your hand would cover that boob JUST FINE.
Which is another reason why they ain't that big. If you're grabbing
a DDD-cup boob, you know it because it doesn't even begin to fit into
your hand. Ugh. This is another thing that bothers me. Women talking
about how big their racks are, how guys never look them in the
face, etc. and the reality is that their RACKS AREN'T THAT BIG.
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. Oh yeah, God gave me my rack, too.
God must really, really like boobs.
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