Since this is only the second time in my life I can remember this happening, I figured I'd preserve it for posterity.
It's been unnaturally humid for Utah the last couple of days and my underwear wasn't wanting to cooperate as I donned it after my shower. By the time I got it on and the essentials jammed into place, everything was all humidity glued together in unusual positions. I was so astonished and delighted that I had to grab the camera to document that I do indeed have enough boob to make cleavage.
(Last time was when I was a gypsy for Halloween and stuffed three socks into each cup underneath the organic filling. Not particularly comfortable, but mildly spectacular.)