OPINION Pippa Parker is a UK-based yoga teacher and personal trainer. I’d felt self conscious of my flat chest all my life, but a “15-minute” injectable boob job has boosted my mood as well as my cup size Despite being in my late 40s I’ve never target="_blank">tried Botox, or fillers , and I don’t even like straightening my hair because it doesn’t feel “the real me”. So my decision to have breast implants is perhaps surprising.
But as much as I pride myself on being “natural,” alas Mother Nature did not bless me in the bosom department. While my friends all developed curves in their teenage years, I just grew upwards. At 173cm I looked like a beanpole, and endured all sorts of jibes about being an “honorary bloke”, and bizarrely, a “lesbian”.
I still remember the boyfriend who remarked I was “one of the lads” with my flat chest, which hurt. This also prompted me to live in Wonderbras for decades and fear I was “tricking” lovers somehow, luring them in with the brand’s famous “Hello Boys” slogan. Only once I’d removed it was a case of “Bye bye, boys”.
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