Searching through the rails of bikinis, I felt like screaming. ‘There’s nothing!’
I cried, frustrated.
It was June 2012 and I was about to jet off on holiday.
But I couldn’t find a bikini.
‘I love this one,’ I said to my older sister Lucy, 32.
It was a beautiful, pink polka-dot, halterneck two-piece.
‘Be prepared for pain, then,’ Lucy sighed, looking at my 32G boobs.
As a size 32H herself, she knew that, for big-busted women, a halterneck bikini meant only one thing.
A horrible pain in the neck!
‘But they’re so flattering,’ I said.
‘Not comfortable, though,’ Lucy said, grabbing the bikini and putting it back on the rail.
She was right.
The bikini would look fab but, after a while, the weight of my breasts would cause…
