My friend K and I are about as different as two BFFs can be. She is a homebody who’s vacationed out of the country once—because I dragged her to the Bahamas for our 21st birthdays—while I once lived abroad and make an overseas voyage at least twice a year. She’s married; I’m divorced. K lives in sweats, but I live for pearls.
Oh, and K could burst out of a JJ bra, while I barely fill out a B-cup.
Meanwhile, K and I have a mutual friend, T, who swears that even with a gun to her head she couldn’t tell you her breast size. It doesn’t matter, she insists, because when she needs a new bra, she simply sashays into Victoria’s Secret, snags a lacey something from their 34B-sized Bombshell line, which promises to increase your breast size by two full cups, and is blissfully ignorant as a (fake) 34D. Is she a 34B then? “I don’t know,” she says. “All I know is that it doesn’t fall down and makes me look awesome!”
We all can’t be a natural Scarlett Johansson.
But what a trio we make. Me, too small to fit into most lingerie. T, tiny but not afraid of falsely advertising larger-than-life knockers. And K, with the real big deal, but who would trade anything for a downsizing. All this time we spend thinking about our own sizes begs the question: “Does our breast size really matter to men?” For the answer, I turned to K, T and a couple more varied sized friends to see what their men think.
K: “My husband loves my breasts. He’d touch them 24/7 if he could. And if I ever talk about getting a reduction—because, hello, these babies cause serious back pain—he begs me not to.
He gets legitimately upset, as if I were talking about divorcing him instead of separating myself from some extra fat.”T: “My husband knows better than to say anything that would make me feel bad about my size. But does he love them? I don’t know. I do know that when I go out in my padded bras, I get way more looks from men than when I don’t wear them.”
Friend A: “I’m a larger B, and my husband does like my breasts. But he’s really a butt man. So, when I shop for something sexy, I don’t bother going for something low-cut—I’ll buy something that accentuates my butt. You have to know what your own guy likes! He may not even be a breast man.”
Friend C: “I guess I’m the ‘biggest’ girl my boyfriend has been with, and I’m a 36C. His eyes kind of went animated-big the first time he saw them, and he tells me they’re literally perfect. He says it makes me look more feminine than some of the smaller girls he’s been with.”
As for me? Well, God bless the man who once said to me, “It doesn’t matter how big or small you are—all we need is a handful.” I haven't really cared what a man has thought since.
Do you think breast size really matters to men? Do men prefer larger or smaller breasts? And, what size do YOU think is the sexiest?