I had been at my boyfriend James's family's house over the holidays, getting ready to go to a sort of costume party. I kept adjusting the décolleté of my elf costume, a playful ensemble that hugged my figure a little more than I had anticipated. The mirror in the hall earlier had confirmed the look—cute, festive, but daring—and I noticed that my nipples were a tad too prominent through the thin fabric. James himself was o...