Surprisingly I never was, maybe because I was overly "blessed" in the female chest department they knew that saying anything would have meant being obvious about looking. My small rebellion was just letting the cleavage out to breath some days
This thread reminded me of something though. About 15 years ago I visited Australia, my friend and I ended up staying with a family in Alice Springs and the mom told us how she "refused" to wear pantyhose/nylons even when she had an assembly part. We literally could not wrap our minds around this fact. I was amazed......
1) That she could "refuse" to do something
2) That she didn't follow the dress code that the rest of the witnesses in the world did (mmhmm...right, guess I should have put a little more thought into that one at the time) and she wasn't "punished" for it.
3) That I hauled my 2 sets of nylons/dress shoes/meeting clothes all the way to Australia and NZ along with my meeting books
Looking back, oh the ridiculousness of it all and how sad that at 25 I was allowing myself and my world to be controlled by such pettiness.