For years and years I've been very unhappy with how I looked up front. I've been laughed at, ashamed in front of boyfriends, dissapointed when I tried certain tops... There was and still is nothing there. Flat as a cookie. I barely have an AA cup and knowing that I have a 38-40 trouser size (I'm blessed with a very full behind and "heavier" upper legs), you can imagine my body isn't really in proportion.
Do I think that I'm young (I'm turning 22 next week)? No. Definately not. I'm a very mature person and I'm certain of my decision for years. My mother supports me with all her heart, because she went through the same. The first thing she said the first time I brought it up was: don't wait as long as I did (she did it after she had children).
Now, don't worry, I will not become the next Dolly Parton or Pamela Anderson. No, I'm just getting a size that fits my body. The surgeon I went to suggested a full B, small C which was exactly what I was thinking.
So that's the story in a nutshell. You can't believe how much I'm looking forward to this! I'm thinking about a part two, when it's done. Give me a shout when you would like that! If you have any personal questions, don't hesitate to contact me by e-mail :)