After Lee Harrington got a breast reduction, she had “moments of neurosis,” looking down at her size Bs and wondering, "Did I make a mistake?” A summer spent topless in the south of France finally restored her confidence once and for all. “It seemed like the perfect spot to take my new rack for a test drive,” she writes on Salon. She slowly gets brave enough to sit up sans top—but she’s dismayed when she realizes, “No one’s looking at me.”
“That's because you're looking at them,” her friend assures her, pointing out the man with binoculars gawking and the frat boy with a camera zooming in. By the end of the summer, she’s a full-on “exhibitionist,” she writes. “I no longer had any insecurities or doubts about how I looked to the opposite sex. So I sent a postcard to the cosmetic surgeon who had done the reduction. On the front was a tan, topless woman running out of the water with a jubilant smile on her face.”
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