The UK love breasts. It could be the climate or possibly something in the water, but around every corner, there is a display of cleavage or breasts. For those who have spent too much time out of the country or avoided the water, life with Non Page 3 Girl breasts can be challenging. But a few weeks ago I decided I was going to take control of my own breast destiny and seek enhancement; I bought my first push up bra.
Obviously a push up bra can only do so much and cannot perform miracles. However my push up bra was an absolute wonder; friends wondered where these breasts had come from, the postman wondered which way to look and Husband wondered where the breasts had gone when the bra was removed.
So was this going to be a short lived phenomenon or could my push up bra change my life?
This simple piece of underwear brought with it some obvious advantages. A whole new world of wardrobe possibilities had opened up. The low cut items that I had avoided for fear of offending innocent bystanders now displayed a neat cleavage. Tops that had gaped open displaying a clear view to my navel were now filled with my voluptuous bust.
But while the wardrobe possibilities were exciting the attention that my improved breasts were attracting was a little disturbing. My breasts had now been welcomed into conversation; they had become a topic of discussion. With this came a very strange experience that was not dissimilar to being pregnant. Just as people have an overwhelming desire to rub a rounded pregnant belly, they now had the overwhelming urge to cup my breasts. Both men and women alike grasped, poked and prodded without invitation. Was this what the world was like for those endowed with Page 3 Girl breasts?
Other drawbacks were also starting to emerge. The simple act of folding my arms was uncomfortable and no longer sent a defensive message. This act now plumped my breasts, defined my cleavage and warned others to defend themselves for fear of having their eyes poked out. Other basic tasks, such as reaching for items, bed making and carrying packages were considerably hindered. FOF suggested that I may have to adjust my driving position in order to be aware of other road users. Is there a future for my push up bra?
Maybe it is just a matter of finding some balance. Perhaps my push up bra should only be worn with items of clothing that need to be filled. Or maybe my enhanced breasts should only be allowed out on special occasions. Both of these options could cause confusion (there one day, gone the next) and may actually exacerbate the novelty factor leading to more group discussion and more touchy feely situations. So maybe I should only wear the push up bra on special occasions, attending a function with people I have never met before. But then do I have to take a mental note of who they are, to spare them the confusion next time we meet?
Am I making this more complex than it needs to be? Wearing a push up bra has been a life changing experience. This must be why it is named the Wonder Bra; I am left wondering where to from here. I think I will raise the issue at the next group breast discussion.
