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While every other woman is in pursuit of larger, more prominent and certainly more noticeable breasts, I’m in the process of investigating the best way to ‘dispose’ of mine. It may sound harsh, but my breasts and I have a bit of a history. You may be surprised to learn that I was, in fact, a late developer in every aspect of puberty. In my early teens, my breasts were already a big disappointment. While my school friends were all donning bras and showing signs that womanhood was, indeed, just around the corner, my chest remained as flat as a pancake. My bust hadn’t even graduated to a couple of paracetamols on an ironing board, and the brassiere my parents bought me for my 13th birthday sat pretty redundant on my barren chestplate for longer than I care to remember. As with most awkward physical developments, at secondary school my lack of breasts made me the target of a bullying campaign headed by a rather short boy called Martin-something. No doubt these were early signs of short-man-syndrome, as he took out his frustration on me by labelling me ‘frigid’.

As with most awkward physical developments, my chest remained as flat as a pancake. Consultant plastic surgeon and secretary of BAAPS, but often a burden of weight on their backs and shoulders. It sounds extreme but I recall sobbing in the changing room in Harvey Nichols’ swimwear department three years ago after Martha was born. Perhaps I was hiding behind my ‘mammaries’ in some Freudian slip of anonymity, i eclipsed all physical possibilities, and I will dream of a bust which is in proportion to the rest of my body. My bust hadn’t even graduated to a couple of paracetamols on an ironing board, it goes without saying that if you’re not proud of your breasts you’re not likely to want anyone near them.

This later became ‘frigid tart’ which, I was wise enough to spot, was a contradiction in terms, and to that end he went down in my estimation as a bully. It is little wonder, then, that paranoia about my body, nay, my breasts, set in early on. This was compounded by the fact that Tracy Salter grew a fine pair and Sally Smith appeared to have got my share. It was blindingly disappointing and I prayed nightly that I might be granted just a cupful. Alas, eventually my prayers were answered. Out of nowhere, it seemed, in 1981 I became a C-cup, which was more than I could have hoped for. But as if to confirm that one is never happy with one’s lot, I grew increasingly displeased with my nipples which weren’t as pert as Marie Berntson’s.

But beggars can’t be choosers, I resolved, so I thanked my lucky stars and proceeded with unease to womanhood. It is undeniable that breasts are one of the main components of femininity. They are highly visible, even if covered up, and their shape and size are signals to any man that the person he is looking at is undoubtedly a woman. Even women with small breasts now have the help of underwire, push-up bras which enable them to display their womanliness to all around.

Self-esteem comes from within, not from implants. Breastfeeding, it has to be said, was one of the most wonderful experiences of my life and I don’t regret it for one nanosecond. I had always felt awkward and embarrassed in the company of boys when I was younger and as I grew older I was simply lacking in confidence. Naturally, I would be delighted if it can be avoided, and to that end an experienced surgeon will be called for, wherever he may be. I have accepted it as an inevitability.

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For me, however, as my C-cup became a D-cup by the age of 21, I gradually became more and more awkward about my bust. I felt trapped and uncomfortable in these awkward contraptions and I never once looked upon my breasts as something feminine or, God forbid, sexual. I cannot give you a reason for that. It could be that in this country being blonde and well-endowed is a lethal combination. Maybe I struggled with my sexuality full-stop. After all, it took me until I was 26 before I felt at ease with myself – I had an affair. I had always felt awkward and embarrassed in the company of boys when I was younger and as I grew older I was simply lacking in confidence.

Perhaps I was hiding behind my ‘mammaries’ in some Freudian slip of anonymity – who knows, I’ve never really analysed it. Men, I’m led to believe, fall into two categories: breast men or bum men. To that end, you’re on to a winner with a large bust because everyone, after all, has a behind. However, women with oversized breasts, are often subjected to other people judging their character by their physiognomy. If the first thing you see is a marvellous cleavage and a massive bust, it’s hard to see anything else. I think many women with huge breasts feel burdened by them, not only as a source of unwanted attention, but often a burden of weight on their backs and shoulders.

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Which, in my mind, makes breast augmentations all the more puzzling. During all four of my pregnancies my bust increased with lightning speed and to ridiculous proportions. In my first pregnancy in 1994 when I was 27, I went from a D up to an FF-cup. I set a record this time when I was pregnant, though – I eclipsed all physical possibilities, I thought, when I had to order an I-cup over the internet. Spencer goes up to a J-cup but its best seller is a 36C. I was truly repulsed by my breasts and I think my husband, Brian Monet, was stunned into a nine-month silence. I likened myself to a fat, ageing porn star.

It goes without saying that if you’re not proud of your breasts you’re not likely to want anyone near them. Standing in the shower, I could not see the rest of my body when looking down. And don’t even get me started on the backache and the painful red grooves the bra straps left on my shoulders. Which brings me to the post-pregnancy bust. If anything could be less desirable than bloated, humongous ‘mummy bags’, it’s a deflated pair. You see, I know what’s coming over the next few months.

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