The Art of Deception

Making something out of nothing. (Or at least, not much.)


I’ve discovered something recently.

Japanese women are insecure about their breasts.

Okay, not that that’s news (just check out the bras – and accompanying padding – sold at most shops here), but I may have stumbled onto a slightly different angle.

Women here are lied to by their bras.

How does that work, you might ask? Well, I found out recently that Japanese bras have the wrong cup size marked in them.

And they all seem to claim to be two cup sizes larger then they really are.

How can I be sure? Well, when you’re sleeping with women with different sized breasts and they’ve all got the same misinformed idea about how large their breasts really are. One of them insists she’s an F-cup, when she’s really a D. Another claims to be a D-cup when she’s a very nice B.

Now, they’re not just making this up about themselves to feel better. They’re just reading what’s on the tags.

My question is why?

Okay, maybe there’s a little ego/confidence boost from thinking you’ve got more on your chest than you do. (Hey, guys lie about their cocks, right?) But is that enough for an entire industry to collectively lie to its consumers? Could that be all there is to it?

Anybody have an idea?