Does Anyone Else Think It’s Hilarious That My Boobs Are A Size D? — thegloss.com

I distinctly remember the first time—about a year ago—that a super maternal black woman in the Victoria’s Secret dressing room informed me that I was wearing the wrong size bra. I was not, in fact, a 36B as I thought, but a 32D. “Did you say 32B?” No, she said, 32D. For me, that was D as in “Damn lady I don’t want to be rude but your measuring tape is clearly broken.” I remained unconvinced until she brought me some bras in my newly discovered size, and lo and behold: perfect fit.

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