If you’ve been reading Madame Noire for a little while you might have come across a past post of mine on the joys of popping off my bra at the end of the day and probably deduced that I am in fact a life-long member of the tig ol’ bittay club, i.e. I am well endowed in the breastplate region. I know somewhere an A-cup is rolling her eyes at the sheer thought of this post thinking, “I wish having too big breasts was my problem,” and though I will admit I think the benefits of a large bosom outweigh the drawbacks, I need my DD girls and up to back me up on this one: There are some issues, not necessarily problems, just issues with carrying a small child on top of your rib cage all day long. Let’s look at what they are, shall we?
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