I really did not need to hear him whisper his insulting opinions in that breathy, weak as a reed way after having spent the day shopping for blouses and fitted jackets--and having to go up a size to accommodate my bust when I've a freakin' B cup. Yegads, the stupid "you have to be flat to wear clothes" is even invading department store ready to wear. Olivier and his ilk can keep their precious talent to themselves if they can't buck up and recognize that women have--and are supposed to have--curves. We're not walking hangers for your designs. We're actual people. And, by the way, I may be twice your age, but I can work out for two hours straight on an elliptical without having a panic attack and passing out. So there.