Never went for one fitted, probably should as I'm long off being a shy teenager now.
I have hated bra shopping always because I'm some diet retarded where the numbers are very challenging somehow, and I hate lugging all my clothes off in shops, and even when I think I've got a sort of good one it always ends up being troublesome, cos I've got a weird shaped rib cage and a weird lump out of my chest, like what men usually have, pectus excavatum or soemthing, so my chests always feels tight.
I stopped wearing them for as much as I possibly could, like most days for a few years, and my tits didn't do...that.
I dunno tho, maybe it's just the world's most unflattering pose?
Maybe all of us with certain size tits could, whilst hunched like a troll, having emptied the hoover bag on our stomachs, make a similarly horrible picture?
I actually sympathise with pooners a lot, I can see why you'd want your tits cut off.
I hate them moving when I run, and even though the band hurts my chest, when I sleep and lie on my back, it feels like the tits either weigh me on top of me or drag me down which makes me feel like I'm choking.
Possibly am over sensitive undiagnosed autist, possibly the opiates not pumping enough blood around to make me feel like I can breath. Just another considerable irritation of life.