Small-chested women: unite and be proud
One late afternoon of my junior year in high school, I was sitting on the floor of a friend's living room doing what we girls did in our spare time -- talked about sex. Though the details are a little blurry, I recall that the conversation turned to breasts.
Sixteen years old and insecure in my 36B, I loudly began hypothesizing about how great it would be if I only had bigger hoo- ... when my friend's grandfather shuffled into the living room.
Dipping a cookie in a glass of milk he remarked: "Oh honey, I've been around for quite some time now; I've met my share of breasts. And I can promise you that the least you need is a mouthful, the most you need is a handful."
Ever since that awkward yet enlightening moment, I have become a firm supporter (no pun intended) of small breasts.
With no disrespect to my better-endowed sisters, I think it's time for small-breasted women to start receiving the attention and appreciation they deserve.
I'm not interested in hearing that small breasts are more convenient because you can get away with not wearing a bra, that you won't have any back problems or that "at least they don't get in the way" during sex.
Trust me: I take full advantage of all these perks.
But all of this still carries the connotation that having anything below a C-cup is a consolatory prize -- that maybe I should see if my body has another part worthy of desire.
It's time small breasts were acknowledged as sexy. Period.
That, of course, is quite a task in a culture that relies on large breasts to sell everything from cologne to cars. Even women's magazines such as "Cosmopolitan" and "Glamour" (the two most-read magazines among women ages 17 to 35) run at least two breast-enhancement ads in every issue.
Breast implants are still growing in popularity, with about 250,000 women going under the knife each year, making the grand total of less-than-real breasts a whopping 4 million.
And the BBC recently reported that a gum being sold in Japan promises to increase breast size if chewed three to four times a day, which is the dumbest idea I've ever heard. (Besides, it loses flavor fast.)
These figures seemed rather disparaging considering my cause, so I decided to poll the men I know about the significance of breasts. Sadly, the overwhelming amount of responses can be best summed up in the comment I received from a friend who claimed that " ... in all reality, size matters in both men and women. Bigger is just better."
Disheartening. And just plain wrong. Any mature woman will tell you: It's not the size of the dreidel, it's how you spin it.
But back to breasts.
The ideal of beauty and sex appeal needs to be expanded to encompass all body types. The media (force-feeding us concepts of beauty) are slowly coming to place less voluptuous women such as Nicole Kidman and Natalie Portman next to the stereotypical sex icons such as Pamela Anderson.
As women, we need to stop being ashamed of our bodies and carry ourselves with pride. We should remember that whatever the media may throw at men, there are a ton of guys who don't buy into the stereotype of what is attractive and would rather spend time talking to a girl, not ogling over her breasts.
I hope not all of those men are someone's grandfather.
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We was swappin stories with a bunch of the guys, some were the truth and some were lies. We were talking bout all them girls we known and how they love them big titties so.