Teeny Tiny Tittie Committee

The TTTC is the exclusive club that I was a member of in high school reserved for those whose ta tas never fully developed. My boobs have never been much to write home about, but for as long as I can remember I have worn a 36B. Well, recently I have known but have not wanted to admit to myself that I not only needed a new bra but I needed to get professionally measured when I went in to buy it. The bra I wear every day has deteriorated and the underwire was starting to wear through and irritate my side, so wearing my back up bra I trekked to the mall today with my sister. We spent some time continuing to deny the fact that I had no idea what size I should be wearing now that my boobs have shrunk down to the size of two clementines, and we gathered up several options that just didn't fit. I was officially lost, so we got the little measuring tape lady and she did her thing, listened to my sob story about my magical disappearing boobs, observed the tragedy that was my back up bra, and then left for about 10 seconds only to reappear with a bra that was obviously made specifically for my body. It was amazing, and as I write this at 12:34 at night when I should be asleep I can honestly say I would rather have really small boobs that debilitatingly huge ones, so I am not letting it bother me that my new bra is a 36A. Not at all. Now, my sister likes to go on and on about how her boobs are small and shapeless, but they are two regular Jabbas next to mine, so here we are in the fitting room together:

Me: "I just know it is going to be an A."
Carol: "If she brings back an A I am going to be making some phone calls to plastic surgeons for you."
Me (with a sad face as she hands me the 36A): "Well, it is an A. I don't think it will fit, but I will try it on..."
Carol (as she helps me fasten it): "How does it feel? It fits like a glove doesn't it!!?
Me (standing there observing my middle school self in the mirror): "Yessss..."
Carol: "You look like a french girl, with your haircut and your little bra..."

The worst part of the whole experience was having to take off the perfect bra and put back on the old one which was then OBVIOUSLY enormous in comparison. It put my years of poor undergarment choices into perspective. It was all very interesting, and I would highly recommend letting a professional help you with this process if you think you might not be wearing the right size. I shouldn't be preoccupied with the numbers, but it is just one of those things that women freak out over. I am now the official president of the TTTC, and we are accepting new members....