If I asked you honestly? And relatively?
I have no idea why I'm writing this. I am sniffing at a bag of chocolate chip cookies but don't feel like eating them.
Last night I almost had a 'wardrobe malfunction' because my favorite, molded-cup, formerly-pushup bra now oddly hovers over my girlish curves in the most random of manners. I had to run to the ladies' room to replace the girls back into their now-large spare rooms.
(in the interests of full disclosure, that bra is a size 44DDD.)
Here's a picture of a 1940s 'sweater girl' for your amusement.