IBTC SISTERS UNITE!

For those who are not in the know, the IBT Committee has been in place for many. many years. At least I hope it has seeing that I was indoctrinated in the fall of my freshman year of high school. And being how cruel kids and teens can be I'm sure this has been in place since even my mother's generation. Maybe even my grandmother's.

IBTC simply stands for 'The Itty Bitty Titty Committee.' Why would I even bring this up or choose this embarrassing topic?

Well, I was out this weekend trying to find some cute bras and underwear. And I went to a very well known department store that was having a fabulous sale and had an insane selection of cute bra and pantie sets. I was like "Score I've hit the mother load of lingerie." NOT!!!!

As I spotted a cute bra, I would bee line it over to the rack only to be met with disappointment because there was none in my size. After the fifth rack and no 34A I stormed out of the store cursing that the world is full of beautiful things for the B's, C's, DD's and Larger but alas the poor A cups are left out in the cold. Literally, with our little Ta-Ta's freezing. Why????

Do they think that we don't need cute or sexy Bras because basically our breasts can stand up on their own. (Okay, they can stand on their own which is a nice perk to smaller jubblies.) But that's not the point. We want to feel pretty and sexy with fun colors and lace and leather, okay strike the leather, but fun, sexy, flirty underwear just as much as the next chick with big boobs.

I was also a little pissed because I started having flashbacks in the store of being that newly post adolescent teen who waited, and waited, and waited for the boobs to grow. Hell, my grandma had a huge rack, couldn't genetics have smiled down on me there. No, she decided to play a little joke on me. Then the girls and guys would tease, about being a member of the 'Itty Bitty Titty Committee.' Kids and teens are so cruel. By the time I was a sophomore(in college) I had lost all hope. These things weren't going to grow anymore and I just had to face facts.

Some friends have made the comment 'Maybe you're being sensitive and hard on those larger cup ladies because you don't have big boobs?' BTW-thanks for this contemplation Caroline. I don't believe I am envious or harsh on my buxom buddies because frankly I had larger breasts and I didn't pay five grand for them. They came compliments of my son.

Pregnancy gave me a taste of what living the life of a C cup would be like and where many friends and family I know cherished this larger look during their pregnancy, I hated it. I felt like my chin was practically resting on the things. It was like having a little friend constantly sitting on your shoulder except it was 2 friends on my chest. And frankly they were heavy and my cute tops were not fitting right or getting stretched out which was going to be a serious problem when those bad boys shrinked back to snack size.

So really, I do applaud all those larger breasted women out there. Whether natural, bought, or rented you all look fabulous!

But I will hang on to my little friends. They don't hang down to my belly button and although they aren't as perky as when I was in school, they still stand at full mast.

Tally-Ho everyone...Tally-Ho.

BTW-Did finally score on the great Bra search. Thank you Macy's.