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Dearest Friends,

I have something to do. It's kind of like a gesture of female empowerment.

Before Saturday, I was part of a sad percentage.

I was one of the 75-80% of women wearing the wrong bra size.

It's not a secret that I am what someone could call voluptuous. I always knew I was special when it came to my DD's, but it really hit me one day.

I was with my friend and we were texting ChaCha, asking them ridiculous questions just to see what they would text back. One of my questions was "What is the average bra size of women in America? I have DD's and sometimes I feel like a freak."

The response: "The average bra size of an American woman is 34B. But over 3% have a DD or larger, so you're not that big of a freak!"

(I in no way know if this is accurate information)

Au contraire, my ChaCha friend.

Turns out I am a bigger freak than I realized. A DDD kind of freak, actually.

I recommend a bra fitting for everyone! It will change your life.

(Too much information?)

Comments

blakecgriffin said…
Just the right amount of information.
January 26, 2009 at 7:27 PM
girl with freckles said…
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January 26, 2009 at 8:55 PM
girl with freckles said…
not too much information if you're ok with the fact that everyone is checking out your boobs in that picture. :)
January 26, 2009 at 8:55 PM
MyKelle J said…
ha ha ha you are so freaking funny!!! I went in for a bra fitting once... they were like, you were a bra? why? lol jk jk.

I fall into the range of barely an A and yes that is a real bra size.

As for your cha cha response... that is hilarious!
January 27, 2009 at 11:39 AM
Alex said…
I freakin knew it all along. Those things are HUGE!! remember when i couldn't wear alex's jacket cuz my stomach and you couldn't wear it cuz your knockers?? very funny. ps i love you and i am soooo happy i finally found your blog

benis (meagan's fave nick name for me...of course)
February 2, 2009 at 10:39 AM
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