They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had a breast reduction.
I couldn't believe they were saying I put a horrible fake plastic bosom over scars I was trying to heal and keep it in place with a tight bra, which could stop my blood flow, just so I could fit into my clothes.
I had real big boobs, and I just got tired of knocking over stuff. Every time I eat, 'Oh, Lord'. I'd carry a Tide stick everywhere I go. My back was sore, so it was time to have a reduction.
The worst was when my skirt fell down to my ankles, but I had on thick tights underneath.
I've been around the world and I've had bras made in different places, and each time I'm experiencing the same troubles: the painful shoulders, the underwire cutting into my flesh.
I got my boobs done because I wanted to even out my lower half, and I thought that would take the focus away from my hips.
I have had some cosmetic surgery, especially after I lost weight and stuff, and I've had my breasts lifted - but not injected. That would scare me to death, anyway.
There's a shortage of perfects breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.
I've had the same breasts for my entire adult life.
I have never had anything done. I've been asked if I had breast implants. Whether I did or not, it's nobody's business but my own.