Welcome to 38C.

Oh, this is too much. Today my 36B bra felt like a
vise. I decided to go to the Landmark for lunch (with Kayen) and buy a new bra,
thinking that perhaps it was only this particular bra that was too tight. Lo and
behold, I no longer am a 36B. I am now a 38C, 38B if I don’t breathe. I decided
to buy a 38B bra, though, because the one I chose was in a balconette style, whose cut can allow you to
move down a cup size.