An ode to my Petits

Taking group pics with my girlfriends in a bikini is an utter joke to me (pun NOT intended). While 90% of them are blessed with what many would describe as a "decent rack" I am standing in the back awkwardly trying to hide my tiny excuses for boobs.

This really funny article from elitedaily.com explains perfectly what it's like to be a small chested broad in a world full of double Ds. They're totally spot on with it, but it saddens me that we're so underrepresented that we actually need to write about it to have others understand.

You don't want to know how many times I got the following 'supportive' comments from all kinds of women:

• Don't worry, you might still grow into them. Thankfully this finally stopped by the time I turned 26, but I never found comfort in these words before that either. Not even when I said it to myself in the mirror. Over and over and over again.

• You should consider yourself lucky, bra shopping is so easy for you. Of course bra shopping is easy for me! It's not like there are a lot of girls over the age of 15 who have to look in the A-cup section.

• The equally bad or maybe even worse: you're so lucky. If I were you I'd never wear a bra. Trust me honey, if you were me you'd be padding every bra you own just to make sure your tummy doesn't stick out in front of your boobs!

• At least your breasts won't start sagging. Uhm. Have you seen pictures of women who are 50 years old and still have an A-cup? Our rack is gonna hang just like yours. I'll give you this: the difference won't be as big as it is for you D-cup rocking Divas.

• Oh you're skinny so it's normal that your boobs are smaller. The size of my hips and other body parts has nothing to do with the size of my breasts. There are plenty of bigger women who aren't all that large in the boob-department either. And another thing: I know women who are flesh and bones and still have a C-cup to walk around with. It might not look that 'off' because of my figure, but then again a 14-year old girl can say the same thing. And still grow into them

There's a 100 more of these. In all variations and by every woman I've ever met whose breasts were bigger than my own.

So ladies, I'm gonna give you my perks of rocking Petits. Not all A-cup Animals will agree on every account, yet if they'd try and look at it from my angle it might make 'm feel better about their Tiny Treasures in the long run.

• Working out is a breeze. There's no sweaty boobcrack, no or minimal underboob sweat and none of the attacking titties I see when I'm on the treadmill next to a D-cup Diva.

• My back is spared of 3 extra kilograms. Yeah it doesn't sound too bad, 3 kg. But have you tried logging that weight around in front of you for an entire day? I feel blessed not having to have to strut my stuff with that extra weight literally pulling me forward.

• Discount lingerie shopping. There's absolutely no reason for me to rush to the lingeriestore at the beginning of the discount periods. As every man and woman who's ever gone discount shopping knows: the more people have your size, the faster you'll have to move to get something decent for a nice price. An A-cup is in little demand and so I can easily go shopping in the 3rd discount week and still come out with a couple of gems for very affordable prices.

• Sometimes I really don't have to wear a bra. If it's winter and I'm going out all huddled in a million layers I might forget to put on a bra and none will be the wiser. It's not like I'll have a sagging problem, nor will I feel like a breast might fall out anyway. These babies are so close to my ribs, they're not going anywhere.

• Who needs big breasts when you have an ass like mine. My philosophy is to flaunt what you got. Okay so I'm somewhat lagging in the boob-department: my ass makes up for that in a big way! I'm not a bubble butt but I make sure that it is on point at all times. Apple cheeks do as much to a guy as an endless cleavage. Trust me.

• I can sleep on my stomach. And this is a true gift from God!!!!!!!!! I sleep like a baby -but snore like my grandma- when I sleep on my belly and big boobs would mean a serious deprivation of comfortable sleeping possibilities.

• No food shall ever go missing or wasted because I can't dig it out of my cleavage. Some D-cup Divas consider this a big plus to their Beautiful Racks, but I'm a pretty picky eater. Well not really but I do have problems with food and skin contact -don't ask me why- so I would not at all be happy to find pieces of cookie in my bra at the end of the day.

• Little fear of Peek-a-Boob. What boobs are there to peek I ask of you?

• Please allow me to rock that sternum tattoo. Without fear of my breasts ever covering the top part because of gravity versus age.

There are a lot of other reasons to love what you got and rock it no matter what size it is. And no matter how much I sometimes wish I was a D-Diva: I've taken comfort and pride in my Petits. They suit me, they're part of who I am and have also somehow formed my femininity.

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