I have written here in Cyrsti's Condo too much lately about my bra shopping trip recently. What I didn't mention was how I planned to "fill" my purchase.
Last night, Liz and I were planning to go see her Dad, grocery shop and run a few other errands. I have a low cut long black sweater I was planning to wear, so I figured it was time to "play" with my new bra. It's a "C" cup and I'm only a full "A" with the effects of HRT. The "B" turned out to be a bitch to fill. With the bra, I also bought a pair of small inserts to fill out my "C" bra which turned out to not be enough to work.
At my size, I need a full "C" or "D" to fill out my fashion needs plus I feel breasts are one of the top three tools to a successful presentation. I don't have a visible Adam's Apple to speak of (no pun intended) but do have a short thick neck. I need a "V" neck top to add a longer line to my upper torso look. Any cleavage I can add helps me present feminine with less problems plus if a person is in the middle reading me as a transgender woman, breasts may put me over the top but I digress.
I still needed "fill" to go to a full "C". I didn't want to resort to going back to my "D" silicone breast forms but I did. Turned out to be a good move. The only thing I sacrificed was my pride. My new bra was an under wire push up model so between my natural breast growth and the inserts, I was easily able to achieve a realistic breast look. Specifically when I bent over at all. I was happy, my girls weren't all mine of course but anymore more, who knows how many genetic women aren't playing the same game?
Once again I wondered "what took me so long, you boob!"