I now feel more confident rocking tops that society would normally tell big-chested women they should never wear.
Alexander McQueen at The Met!!! After that we were all exhausted so had a nap and a swim in the hotel pool.
This is intended to be a place for the subtle celebration of breasts the way they were meant to be: unrestrained.
The boys arrived and we headed out to dinner.
The total lack of support made it feel like my boobs were flapping in the wind.
After yesterday's success, I decided to try something bolder.