You could use a lift

I have good friends. Friends that are not afraid to bring up delicate subjects when they need addressing. A week or so ago, I got the comment, "You look really good... BUT...you really need clothes that fit, these are just hanging off you." so I went and bought new clothing. Now that I'm in clothing that fits and actually show my curves, lumps and bumps, I'm open for more delicate discussions!
A new delicate suggestion has come up twice recently. The first time by my friend C. "You are looking great BUT..." I was slouching while conversing with her.
I know I have terrible posture and am really trying to be aware of standing up straight. But it wasn't my posture she wanted to address. Seems my bust is migrating southward toward my navel. I blamed it on the posture, the kids and the weight loss, she blamed the bra. C was not the only one to bring this subject to my attention so I am now wondering how many other women are staring at my migrating bust??? Last night, another friend started a conversation with "You look great! BUT.." oh boy...there is that word! "You need a new bra!" Seems the bust is supposed to be aligned with the armpit. I blamed the kids, the time of day (I was tired) and those tabs in the back of the bra I seem to have really started paying attention to. I did adjust them but they slid back to where they were! I decided to wait no longer. I usually head to Walmart, find the bras on sale, go to the drawer and pick a size. This time, I took myself to Victoria's Secret where I was measured and fitted. I tried on 2 styles and chose one. I bought two new bras and felt very special as I toted my VC bag out the mall doors. Upon arriving home, I donned the new bra, and then sat and googled information on bra fitting. I learned something new. Bras last somewhere between 5 and 6 months when they then lose their elasticity and need replacing. I hang my head in shame knowing I just disposed of 'to big for me now' bras anywhere from 1 to 2 yrs old!
Today I walk out into the world 'lifted' in both the physical sense and by friends who care enough about me to bring up these delicate subjects thus lifting my sense of self a bit higher.