Yesterday at Cedar Point I was getting unbelievably sweaty. (It was like 90 degrees.) And yeah, there was a moment where one of my buddies just took his shirt off, and I kind of felt like doing the same, and then I realized "Oh, wait, I can't. I've got Tanner-II breast buds hiding under there..." Oh well. As long as I can eventually wear a bikini top, who cares? I'll take being allowed to wear short shorts over being allowed to take my shirt off any day. Men's shorts are just awful.
Of course, for the time being I'm just stuck... this summer is going to really suck, because I can't take my shirt off anymore, but I can't wear female summery clothes yet either. Sigh... maybe next year.