A WEIGHT OFF THE SHOULDERS
Most people have a positive association with breasts. Loved ones fall asleep on them, babies and necklaces burrow into them, our dearest friends are bestowed the honour of being a ‘bosom buddy’, while men of all ages become fumbling messes in their presence. Their power — to nurture and seduce — is almost mythic. The only people who don’t love breasts, however, are often the women who have them in amplitude, naturally.
As becoming as they may be on lingerie-clad Angels, Bond girls and, inexplicably, superheroines, for the average big-busted woman, a simple crewneck can render even the slightest of us frumpy, while a V-neck or fitted silhouette invites inevitable sexual connotation. There’s no tomboy ease with a larger bust, no gamine chic. And forget anything with
