(and insisted that I was still one until chickipu_no_oni smacked me upside the head and had me try different bra sizes).
Yup, Tersh did that with me too. While I was still working for Bonnie, Tersha and I went to Wal Mart (of all places) so I could go bra shopping. I have dubbed her the great and powerful Oz when it comes to that stuff. Cause she insisted that I've got a rack and I wasn't wearing the right bras. Tersha has a spot in my personal pantheon of gods, as the Goddess of Correct Shapeliness.