Eleven years ago, in 2002, Wonderbra decided to celebrate cleavage by giving it an official day of it’s own and so National Cleavage Day was born.

I really like National Cleavage Day because, to me, it represents the mile stone of acknowledging I’m a woman and being happy in my skin.  As a developing teenager I hated the sight of myself developing boobs and looking like a woman.  I didn’t feel defined as anything particular when I was just a girl and life was simple.  The encroachment of womanhood threatened me and I spent half my teenage years trying to convince myself nothing was happening and hid behind baggy tops.  Now I’m a grown adult I’m relieved to say I left that feeling of resentment and embarrassment behind me.  To be proud of my cleavage is liberating and I actual revel in being a woman with all my curves now.  National Cleavage Day is a bit of light hearted fun but marks an epic personal achievement.  If you have ever felt like I did (and still can; come on, we all have frumpy fat days) then I raise my glass of pink bubbly to you –

The 27th March also sees the Wonderbra Honours List of the cleavage kind, with 10 ladies (and 1 guy!) being honoured for their cleavage contributions with celebratory (and imaginary) OBEs and CBEs – Officer of the Breast Empire and Commander of the Breast Empire, naturally!  Here they are: