Sofía Vergara arrives at the 18th Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards at The Shrine Auditorium on January 29, 2012 in Los Angeles, California.
This post makes me so sad. I was totally that teeeagnr. The summer I was 14 or so, I went from a B to a D+ in a few months. Luckily, my mom has large breasts as well, so she took me to go get fitted from a proper store (NOT Victoria’s Secret). But the store still didn’t have my size, so for the next several years I wore 32DDs. These big, foam cup things that covered my entire breast, except for where I bulged out of the cups. The band seemed to fit, or at least nothing else went smaller. I was a skinny, skinny kid. I rode my bike and rode horses, I was all muscle and bone. But I had these breasts that made my entire body look out of proportion. Because it was the grunge era, I wore giant shirts that made me feel even worse about my body, because I felt fat. Tighter shirts just pulled and stretched and made me feel grotesque in another way. Riding horses was painful, though I was lucky to find Shock Absorber bras that kept my boobs in check.And then as I hit college and met other friends who had my same breast issue. I learned that your bra should be flat across the back, and not ride up at all. I learned that if you feel like you have to adjust your bra throughout the day, you are wearing the wrong size. I learned that most department stores do not carry larger cups or smaller bands, and as a size 2 jean, I was DEFINITELY in need of a smaller band.I hated my breasts. I desperately wanted a breast reduction as my mom had, because my back hurt all the time. Our health insurance even would have paid for it, but my mom wouldn’t let me get one. Now I’m glad I did not, because I have learned how to dress and care for my breasts in a way that makes me feel confident and good about my body.Now I wear v-neck tops with camisoles underneath to break up the space. I wear cardigans and other button up tops with layers underneath. Earrings, necklaces, scarves all distract from my cleavage. But more importantly than steering away from the big baggy look was finding the right kind of bra. Wearing a 30FF, I felt supported for the FIRST time since getting breasts. I could run! In a normal bra, even! I felt skinnier because my breasts actually looked smaller when properly supported. I felt more presentable because my breasts weren’t bulging out all over.I like my breasts now, even as they keep growing. (Which they will, both grow and shrink, throughout your life.) It’s difficult to find bras that fit, but when they do: It’s so worth it.Letter writer, I hope you do not have to wait until you turn 24 like I did. Please, go read about how bras should fit (A Sophisticated Pair.com has a good tutorial, so does Butterfly Collection.ca), and then seek out the right bra. If it’s not comfortable, don’t buy it. Keep searching. It’s worth it. YOU’RE worth it.