I am carrying the watermelons

I have always considered large breasts to be femminine and sexy.
As a child I remember praying to inherit my grandmum's ample boobs, rather than my mother's "dry figs"(as we used to call them in the family).
Well I didn't like it when people spoke to my chest instead of looking at me in the eyes...
And it is really true: "be careful what you wish for"..."and be specific on the limits", I would add.
In my youth I had some experiences modelling for bras, and I remember being surprised when I was sent to see the bra architect...now I understand.
I find it extremely difficult to find the right bra size at the moment and wearing a sport bra has became a "team work" exercise: my husband pulls from the back while I try to get them in...phiu!
I spent millions of pounds in non- fitting bras...the straps dig into the shoulders, almost cutting the skin or the breasts bulge on the sides of the cup...or the wires poke out and dig in under my arms...ahhh
On paper it seems easy: you go to a big department store or nice shop and ask to be measured, then get the right size.
In practice it doesn't quite work as well.
First of all I am always asked what size was my previous bra and offered the same, often I am abbandoned in the changing room or I am told:"sorry we do not have your size...in anything at all"!!!.