Other Bosom Committee ISO Rhyming Nickname


“I wasn’t always like this. I used to be an A cup. I remember at 13 buying that white training bra owned by every other North American tween with the little crossed tennis rackets in the middle and no under wire. I remember being so flat that in high school that one boy actually asked me if I was anorexic. Then I went to university where unbeknownst to me, a microscopic helium tank was invisibly attached to my chest, and slowly increased my breast size each month until I emerged from my freshman cocoon looking like the kind of butterfly that belongs on the prow of a ship.”
— Soraya Roberts, now size 28G, has a hard time finding bras — in North America anyway. And this is where we all list our bra sizes, for posterity.