When I was young, buying bras was a fractious affair. Endowed, but not particularly fleshy, I had no real pretty choices in the intimate’s market. I was restricted to boring bras that I jokingly referred to as “erector sets”. It did not seem fair, especially when the curvier media legends of my youth, Sophia Loren, Lynda Carter and Raquel Welch managed to project sensuality and femininity wearing barely anything. I … Read More