I've been seeking to hide, minimize, and distract from my big breasts ever since I quite suddenly sprouted to a C-cup as a 13-year-old midwestern middle school student. I've since grown to a 32DD, and in the intervening 17 years have tried all manner of rack-control techniques, à la Christine Ricci in Now & Then — sports bras, snug tank tops layered underneath all of my clothes, "full-figure" bras special-ordered online that had more complex infrastructure than a suspension bridge. After much research, many dollars spent, and lots of trial and error, my boob-management game is on point.
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