
Every booby-haver I’ve spoken with has a favorite boob (some like one boob better because it’s more sexually excitable or because that one is bigger). My fav fun bag is probably the left one; my lefty is named Clarence. She’s a conservative Catholic with a highly suppressed appetite for nasty sex. Clarence has the bigger nipple of the two, and I happen to think that big nipples are uber-delicious. Anyboob…
It’s part of the natural tata order to have breasts that are a little different from one another (think: twins). No two boobies are exactly alike, and some boobies are more like siblings that are a few years apart than twins. That’s the subject of Titty Talk Blog #1: asymmetrical boobies.
Over lunch at Sunflower Thai in the Mission, I mentioned my new gig blogging for Menace.fm (a new blog created by an old friend, Menace, the producer for Live 105 FM’s morning show) to a friend, and the subject of uneven boobies came up. My beautiful friend has had a long-time struggle with her different sized boobies. She confessed that her favorite breast is the bigger one, and that she often directs her lovers’ attention to that one because she feels it’s the more typically attractive one.
Another friend of mine began developing significantly different boobs as a teen (one was an A cup and the other a C cup). She waited for them to even out, but it never seemed to happen. At around the age of 16 she opted for breast implants, and now at the age of 25 has expressed that she wished she hadn’t done it. She’s lost nearly all sensation in her breasts; her nipples don’t get hard and the implants are hardening and need daily, vigorous massage.
Many women with radically different sized or shaped breasts have opted to either enlarge the smaller one or remove tissue from the larger one to make them even. Actress Tara Reid had disproportionate breasts and opted for plastic surgery.
So, my question is: Are boobies a private or a public good? And what makes a pair good enough? My thoughts: 1. Sexy is as sexy does: love your jugs and your jugs will be loved by everyone who matters. 2. Own your imperfections: Crooked cantaloupes are still fucken cantaloupes. Do you criticize a crème brulee if the sugar isn’t perfectly browned? Now, you eat the damn crème brulee, and you’re grateful! 3. Don’t waste any of your un-loving on boobies: Boobies are the ultimate good. There are so many better things to hate: mango strings between your teeth, thongs, and the fact that you’re reading this blog rather than having your ass eaten by Clive Owen.
I know 3 points in a blog aren't going to make all the boobie cares disappear... body image is constructed through a thousand (often way negative) messages we get every day, but maybe radical boob love can change the world someday *sigh*
So, go out and love your unique coconuts… because I love your boobs and so does the baby Jesus.
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*great breast euphemisms courtesy of netjeff.com*