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            Boobs. Not a bad slang for that wonderful part of the female anatomy. Easy to say. Usually Inoffensive. A cute word who’s dainty demeanor does nothing to hint at our culture’s obsession. A mild mannered linguistic symbol that belies men’s reverence and women’s societal driven self-consciousness.
            Thumbing through fitness magazine’s at the gym, each week I come across hundreds of shots of beautiful women in fantastic shape. I’m not talking about the hard core bodybuilder women. The one’s that ingest massive amounts of steroids to make their physiques resemble a man’s. The one’s with the “roid jaw” that develops from taking high levels of artificial testosterone. You know, the women who have chins like Dudley Do-Right. That whole look is attractive to some people. I’m just not one of them.
            The women I’m referring to in the magazine’s are the “fitness model” types. Models, who are just They have pretty faces, lithe, shapely, muscular bodies, and are usually wearing nothing but a bikini. Sometimes with high heels, which I always find amusing. Only because it’s a sight never seen anywhere on earth except at photo shoots. Like seeing a guy wearing nothing but a ski jacket and a thong. I know they put the women in heels because it supposedly makes their legs more shapely, but something about it always strikes me as absurd. If they want the woman’s legs to look “better”, have them flex their feet and stand on their toes. But I digress.
            The women look great, except for...the boobs. Because they’re usually fake. Which I’m in no way against. But they go house with them. They throw in a pair of D’s, when a C, or even a B, would be just dandy. Unusually large boobs on the type of frames these women have throw off the proportions completely.  I lament when I see such an attractive, fit women with a pair of breasts that look like they don’t belong to her own body. They look out of place and unnatural. The whole effect just doesn’t work for me.
            I realize that this is completely subjective, and that I’m not claiming to be “right” about this. I’m not chastising the women for wanting larger breasts either. It’s their body, and they should be free to do whatever they please with it, or to it. The point I’m making is that it appears as though our cultural aesthetic is just way the hell out of whack. Bigger is not always better. Not from these eyes.
            Our cultural obsession with boob size is the real culprit. Yes, they are wonderful, beautiful, parts of the body. But they don’t need to be big. Whatever happened to balance? We’ve drop kicked that right out the window in our plastic surgery society.
            It saddens me that many women think they need larger breasts to be attractive. That’s the part I don’t like. It’s a troublesome sign that so many women are that concerned about their breast size. All you have to do is check on the stats for implants to know how out of control it is. The pressure on women to have bigger boobs is not healthy. I guess I’m at odds with our cultural demands on women’s breast size. I think a healthier aesthetic would be to go for balance. Even if it’s a balance augmented by implants.
            Here’s an attitude I wish more men had towards their girlfriends or wives who want boob jobs: “Sure, get the boob job baby, if you want. It’s your body. But don’t do it to please me or the male population at large. Do it for you. Only you. Do me a favor and first go inside and ask yourself what this is really about. When you can honestly answer that, you’ll be in a better position to make the decision that’s right for you. Know that I love you just the way you are. And if you do decide to go for it, don’t get caught up in the size. B’s are beautiful too. In fact, so are A’s. Especially if they’re on you.”
            Maybe more guys feel that way then I think. But you wouldn’t know it.

     ©2009 Clint Piatelli. All Rights (and a double-D amount of Wrongs) Reserved.

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    Reader Comments (5)

    Yes I agree with ya Clint size doesn't matter. The fact is being real does. For exampe was out on
    a date with Shiela. Shiela and I have been pretty good friends and we talk about anything.
    Now during dinner she asks "Real or fake? Which do you prefer?" Now Shiela looks great so
    I wasn't assuming she was having surgery. She is a nurse and works with women
    who have had boob jobs, lipo, botox, etc (and ironically are still having more "work" done...)
    So I reply "Real, of course." I told her from an intimate standpoint that real just feels better and
    how fake could go make a fake boob if ya wanted. Anyhow Shilea just smiled
    and her eyes opened up and she said how cool it was that other guys she spoke to at work
    all felt the same. I told her that she looked great and not to consider having it done.
    I also told her I liked her just the way she is and not to change anything.

    So ladies my advice to you all is very simple: "Keep em' real."

    Diamond Dave

    February 16, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDavid Lee Roth

    Couldn't agree with you more, Diamond Dave. Real is always better. Thanx for shouting that out from your (very high) rooftop.


    February 16, 2009 | Registered CommenterClint Piatelli

    Would be great to get a few other comments than those of Diamond Dave and Clint.
    For surely other some other guys can chime in as well as some of the ladies
    who follow this blog. Maybe Clint as well as Diamond Dave are the only ones who
    agree on this one.

    Diamond Dave

    February 18, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDavid Lee Roth

    I don’t think the choice between real or fake boobs gets to the root of the real issue. I think it has more to do with how you work with what you’ve got. A woman’s body is not just boobs, or ass, or legs, or hair. It is the summation of all the parts that makes a woman’s body such an incredible work of art. Big or small, firm or loose, even or uneven, if a woman possesses a level of self-confidence and pride and relishes in the beauty that is her body, she will attract attention, and create sexual tension with men that will last a lot longer than a one night stand. Not all women are capable of emerging from their shy and prudish shell that was built by their family, their church, their school, their social environment, and cultural moral standards. Others are never satisfied and want more, bigger, better, and younger anything in a failing effort to attain immortality.

    Natural beauty to me is the essence of attractiveness. Less hair product, less make-up, less (no!) surgical enhancement is my turn on. Show me that twinkle in a woman’s eye, a youthful laugh, an infinite smile, and some fire in her romantic heart, and I would bet that she would never, ever let anyone take a knife to her body.

    Damn, John, you said it before. The groove is in the heart. If you got the groove, you won’t be worryin’ ‘bout the boobs.

    February 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterGlen Carliss

    Thank you Glen, for your insightful, wise comment. And yes, if you've got the groove, you won't worry about the boobs. That was the point I was trying to make by focusing on the absurdity of the obsession.

    February 22, 2009 | Registered CommenterClint Piatelli

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