For most of my life, I’d never given a lot of thought to the contents of my bra. I suppose I am on the small side of normal – I am a 36A, but might go up to a 36B depending on the manufacturer.
While I’ve never been one of those completely flat-chested girls who can run around all day wearing a vest and no bra, my breasts are not my defining feature.
But would I want them to be? Well, like it or not, this past week they were – in the name of journalistic investigation.
I certainly don’t need any fancy prostetics or hard hitting investigations to tell me men are suckers for boobs.