Ok, first problem, I hate showing off my arms as I’m white as a sheet and they look awful. Now, I live in Australia, where the only summer clothes you can buy are sleevless. So, ok, I’m going to have to get over that. I can live with that. What I can’t live with is that shirts are never big enough to fit in my E-cup size boobs. I always have to go one or two sizes bigger in the tops and it is so depressing. I know you’re trying La, but you just won’t understand. Men just don’t. Christian couldn’t understand why I was so upset. He thinks I should be glad I’ve got big boobs but to be honest, I’d rather have no boobs at all.