that line made me feel good for as long as the song was played, but now it's worn off. I think my own breasts are even smaller.
I'm not a person with low self-esteem. I was, but I ended up accepting everything about myself and actually really liking what I look like.
For some reason my mum's ample boobs, my grandmothers' ample boobs (from both sides) never got passed onto me. It's like a cruel joke.
And I KNOW guys are happy with small boobs, as long as there are boobs there, of some sort. If any guy says that Shakira in Whenever Wherever isn't hot I'll slap them.
But I feel even smaller than that. I can't fill shirts unless I wear a padded B cup...and I'm an A cup! an A cup looks horrible, so i go for padded B's which give me somewhat of a boob shape.
Before I had sex with my bf the first time I had to give him the low-down on how my boobs were smaller than they appeared through my shirt. I'm STILL self-conscious of them to an extent around him.
I'm completely happy otherwise.
I'm not under the illusion that men hate small boobs.
I want the freedom of wearing clothes that are low cut... of buying normal bras... and accepting the shop-assistant's offer to fit me for a bra without the embarassment of revealing there's nothing there.
Surgery?
I'm up for it, as soon as I have money to spend.
I'll be happy for a B cup.
But I'm ashamed to say they're fake. And how much of a turn on is it for guys, anyway, knowing they're fake?