I think I'm offended.
I went shopping today for a good ol' fashioned brassiere cuz my boobs ain't what they used to be. Two pregnancies and two ravenous breastfed babies later, my boobs have... uh... transformed so to speak. The 'girls' aren't hanging too far south yet, thank goodness. But they've like, disappeared. Poof. Practically vanished into thin air.
So back at the bra shop I couldn't find anything small enough to fit me. So I ask for anything in a smaller size. And the lady bra fitter sends me over to the tween section where 12 year olds are buying their first bras.
Oh well. At least they're half the price of adult bras and I didn't have to pay any tax on it.