I was a bad girl at the McDonald's

[greentea_winter]

Any time my top slips and the least bit of cleavage shows my mom or grandmother is there with a sideways glare, a gasp, or a frantic "Fix your shirt!" to regulate my moral fiber. 
It's the burden I carry having H-cup boobs. A really heavy burden. 
I've been been fighting the battle for self-acceptance since I was 13, when I became pretty much fully

Comments

[starsorstreet]

I know your pain. I wear perfectly regular cut shirts and I get suggestions that too much is showing. Well, sorry, I am not going to wear turtlenecks because you're jealous of my firm, high-set double-Ds.

[greentea_winter]

Haha! Yes! Thank you!