Small bust, big heart

Gone, but boy will I remember this girl (Picture copyright: Alright Tit)

In 2010, this blog was shortlisted for a Cosmo Blog Award. I scanned the shortlist to see who I was up against in my category and one blog stood out for being head and shoulders above the rest: Alright Tit, a blog about The Bullshit, AKA cancer, as experienced by Lisa Lynch. Diagnosed at 28 with breast cancer, Lisa told her story through the blog, the way she saw it, with bucket loads of wit and wisdom. The universe was in control of what was going on in her body, but she was in control of what’s going on in her blog.

Her extraordinary life and her sometimes gut-wrenchingly moving, sometimes side-splittingly funny, perspective, made her blog a must-read for me long after the Cosmo Blog Awards were gathering dust on someone else’s mantlepiece. She was irreverent, cheeky, sometimes a bit twisted. She didn’t protect us from what was going on with her. She put her ‘disposable paper knickers’ on the line, loud and proud, and we could hardly ignore them!

Neither of us won a gong at the awards (she was robbed!). Of all the hopeful, wannabe bloggers in the room where the awards took place, there was only one face that smiled at me, as I awkwardly entered, feeling hugely self-conscious. I cantered towards the friendly face and we chatted, and I soon realised who she was: the amazing Lisa Lynch!

I felt a little bit stupid actually, being there for writing a blog about my ‘courageous’ battle to be proud of my small-busted frame. After all, my boobs were healthy, that ought to be enough. To care about their size enough to pen a blog about it suddenly felt vain and foolish.

I’m writing this today, having just heard that Lisa has passed away. I’m truly gutted that the world is missing a bright spark that lit up the lives of many. And at the injustice of her being nicked from us by cancer at such a young age! Her brilliance shines on though, you only have to see the stream of affectionate tweets about her to realise she won’t be forgotten. Her blog continues, in the hands of Lisa’s friend Toby, and will carry on supporting a community of followers seeking inspiration and humour in the face of The Bullshit.

Cancer is an arse, be grateful if you don’t have it. Be thankful for your healthy body: use it, be brilliant, shine as Lisa did. Don’t look in the mirror and think that it matters what you see! If you need to be reminded of why life is beautiful and why you should grab it by the balls, get yourself a cuppa, snuggle up nice and comfy on the sofa, and get stuck into the wonderful words of Lisa Lynch on Alright Tit.

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Guest post by Susannah Perez

All my life I’d hated my chest. I’d been picked on in the playground as the girls around me developed, whilst I stayed as flat as an upright ironing board. I watched the friends around me filling up pretty underwired brassieres with frills and under wiring; whilst I sported cotton training bras which looked like cut off thermal vests.

But there comes a turning point, where you suddenly realise that your flat chest has its own advantages. I think the moment I realised this was a hockey game during P.E at the age of fifteen. The girls around me, weighed down by their cumbersome funbags had to resort to a sort of weird sideways amble as they hugged their sticks to their chests, whilst I zipped in between them time after time, unburdened; scoring goal after goal without so much as blacking an eye. There are a multitude of excellent reasons why your a-cups are an advantage, and here are just a few.

You’re more likely to Get Looked in the Eye

You may have noticed that when speaking to certain human beings of the male persuasion that occasionally their eyes inadvertently sweep down to your chest. The less subtle of the species will just stand there staring and drooling, until you’re forced to slap them out of it.

Some of them are just programmed that way, they can’t help it. But the advantage of a smaller chest is that they draw the eye much less; giving way to your sparkling personality and glimmering wit which won’t get lost in translation somewhere between your cleavage.

You Can Run For The Bus

As per the hockey revelation, if you suddenly find yourself in a position where you need to run like the clappers you’ll be able to do so without creating some sort of knockers related momentum which I guarantee, will slow down after the rest of you does. The unruly jiggle that voluptuous ladies feel when running whilst unsupported can be (I am assured,) really rather painful.

You are the Usain Bolt of the bus run.

You Can Wear A Deep V-neck Without Risking Embarrassing Spillages

Trying to force a hefty rack into a split V chest dress is a feat of modern physics. Not only does it require reams of tit-tape and just the right wind direction; but there’s every chance that as a larger chested lady you’re going to have to avoid bending down or taking overly wide steps all evening.

As a slim-line surfboard type, your lack of bosoms will allow you the perfect opportunity to cut your v-neck to the navel if you so desire. There is much less of a chance for your disobedient body parts to wriggle free, leaving you able to rock your clavicle to the depth you desire.

Keira Knightley

Making a stand for ironing boards everywhere, Keira is a fantastic example of how your chest won’t have any impact whatsoever on how successful you become; or how attractive you are perceived to be. For ever star in the public eye who submits to a silicon boost, there is a Keira Knightley representing women in their natural flat-chested glory; hitting pirates with swords and running around without once having to tighten her corset. Nothing says sexy underwear like a small bust trussed up in a bustier!

Celebrate your curves- or lack thereof. Tell us why you love your small cups!

Susannah Perez is a Lingerie addict with a passion for blogging about women’s health and beauty. She is a burlesque fanatic and part time nerd who adores her small cup size!

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