Every time I see a picture in a magazine of a lingerie model looking all sultry and voluptuous in a beautiful bra, I tend to glance down at my own measly little A-cup chest and shrug my shoulders -- because I realize no matter how hard I try, I'll never be able to pull off the sex kitten thing.
Because in order to really rock a bra and have an undeniable "oomph" factor going on, you kind of need to have some "oomph" under your shirt as a prerequisite.
That's right ladies -- the bra industry is totally geared for gals with substantial ta-tas, and that's why I pretty much shudder at the thought of going bra shopping anymore.
It's a waste of time. It's a pain in the rear end. And most of all, seeing all of those pretty bras on the store racks that I can only dream of wearing is nothing but a huge tease.