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Summer is starting to take effect and that means the annual family beach trip is almost here!!! :) DH found a really great deal on a new one piece for me. (I stretched out the shoulder straps on my old one because I wore it for both of my pregnancies. It still fits everywhere else, but my chest has never been large and there isn't enough mass there to keep the straps from sliding off my shoulders and causing a "wardrobe malfunction." 0_o)
Initially it was discouraging taking my measurements and comparing to their sizing chart because the sizes don't match up. I was guessing the recommended size based on my normal clothes which run S-M. However,my shape bears no resemblance to their figures. My actual measurements are ~33.5", ~32.5", ~42" for chest, waist and hips, respectively. That equates to Small for chest, Extra Large for waist and Large for hips. Reflexively I feel some shame as if my value were directly, inversely proportional to my physical mass. And this is while wearing relatively average sized clothes (Size 8-10 bottoms). Grrr, this is inane because at what point does changing the label really make a difference? I can't allow external circumstances to hold such sway over me, especially when there is little to do to change somethings (as in the overall metric and sizing system) and other things will take time (my own fitness and changing proportions).
In the meantime I feel encouraged and relieved to know that my smallest measurement is NOT my bust. I don't know why I've always felt compelled to listen to the "bigger is better" mentality I sense in society. I'm not willing to get implants. G-d gave me a modest "endowment", I need to make peace with that and move on. After all, what's the point of [me] having larger breasts? I've got what I got, so I might as well enjoy what I DO have instead of lamenting what I lack. I'm looking forward to going to the beach. :)
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