That’s tits

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Boobs.

We are obsessed. Guys are obsessed, girls are obsessed…it doesn’t matter what team you’re batting for; the fact is that we as a society are absolutely preoccupied by the size and quality of breasts.

This post is little different than my usual food rants. However, instead of physical health being the focus, this follows more of a mental health approach. What is the boob-obsession doing to us? Yes, all of us.

I have currently two close family members with breast implants, two best friends considering a future reduction (understandable, their tits are large and in charge), two close co-workers who have had reductions, another who got an augmentation two weeks ago, and numerous others in my life who have had something done with theirs. On top of that, throughout my life I have heard my mom and aunts talk about how much they would like a boob job, but just never got it done.

Now I have seen my mother’s breasts numerous times since I was little, and honestly they look normal to me. However, in her mind they could be, “Better.” I think that is where we all get thrown off.

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These boobs have become mainstreamed, and we are made to think/feel that anything other than the “implant look” could be “better.” How do you get there? Implants. Reductions. Lifts.

I am certainly not some die hard feminist. I shave my armpits/legs, dye/curl my hair, dress in dresses, and wear make-up.

Yes, I wear make-up. How weird is that if you really think about it? I place purples on my eyes, and comb my little eyelashes with mascara to thicken them up. So strange. And what if I don’t? Well let me tell you. I am very pale, and I naturally have dark circles under my eyes… not because I am tired, but because that’s the deck of cards I was dealt in the genetic pool. When I started working for the airlines back in college, I decided I wasn’t going to wear make-up… it was an outdoor job after all, being on the ramp. So what did I do? I went to work fresh faced. What comments did I get? “Are you feeling OK?” “You didn’t sleep, did you?” “You look so tired.” UGH. Because all the ladies wear make-up OR have tanned themselves so their circles don’t show OR naturally don’t have circles I got called-out. Now I personally did not think I looked bad, but because I got so tired of the comments I rejoined the club and went back to putting some make-up on. Also, braces. I had braces. TWICE. Another societal cosmetic expectation. Now my teeth are aligned and beautiful. And the concealer covers my dark circles. I blend in.

But back to boobs. I guess what I am wondering is, “What is becoming of us?” To me breasts are very important, for both women and men. Most importantly, they feed our children. That is their main purpose after all. In the US they are important for men and women sexually (some countries in Africa prefer the thighs over breasts as the sexual focus of the female body, Brazil it is the buttocks, etc.). But to shove plastic or silicone bags under our flesh or chop them down just to “Fit the mold?” I don’t know.

Several women I know claim they did not have confidence before the boob job. They said having implants, “Changed my life.” One girl from my high school class was talking about how, “I didn’t have an ounce of self esteem, and then when I bought the boobs it changed everything.” Now she was a bit tipsy while telling me this, but all I could think of that entire time was, “Yikes, that is kind of sad!” There has to be more to it than the boob size, and getting bigger breasts can only be a band aid for something greater.

I can see where some women it would be very uncomfortable to have a certain shape (google image “tubular breasts”). But just because I have little to no cleavage doesn’t mean I should go to such extremes, even though it would feel amazing to have full, voluptuous breasts. Have I ever considered a boob job? Sure. But maybe that’s where I need to draw the line… not only for myself, but maybe for society as well.

I will never forget this one story. One time I was at work talking to a very good friend of mine (we are still good friends to this day). We were talking in between flights and he was showing off his girlfriend’s boob job on his phone. He asked me something about my rack, and I answered (I don’t remember what it was). Then he asked me, “Well is your husband happy with them?” I gave him a weird look and said, “Well, yeah…” to which he replied, “Well that’s all that matters then.”

That’s all that matters, eah? I don’t think so Jimbo. The male counterparts’ opinions are not all that matters.  My point of mentioning that story is that it is not only the girls in society who need to do a double check, but the guys, too. If they think every woman’s rack should be round, symmetrical, and immobile they have the potential to become “disappointed” and expecting something “greater.”  It just is not healthy on any level.

I don’t have all the answers. I really don’t. I merely wrote this to stimulate thought. Sometimes when we think about actions or phenomena on a deeper level, the greater purpose behind the actions or phenomena becomes clear. What are we trying to accomplish by making breasts bigger? Is it just to look better? Fit in? Is it a lack of self esteem and maybe that would make it better? But why then? I believe this to be a phenomenon where the purpose varies from person to person, and each person has their story to tell.

What I do know is this; we all need to be mindful and conscious of what we expect, how we view ourselves and others, and what decisions we are making. It is important we realize our good qualities, and that beauty is diverse. I believe we as a society need to realize what we are doing and the expectations we are placing on each other as a whole, as I believe they are not positive expectations.

Take care of yourselves.

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4 thoughts on “That’s tits

  1. well as a guy I can say, all boobs are great. big, small, doesn’t matter: they’re boobs! and I much prefer girls with very little makeup.

  2. Lol, I just read this, sonny! Anywho, for me personally it has everything to do with not being able to buy clothing easily and my back/shoulders! Who knows if ill ever go through with a reduction 🙂 for now we are ok, but its also a health concern for when I get older. Also, I’d like to run without 4 bras and a back ache haha.

    I agree though, it’s an unnecessary obsession just generally in society. Everyone’s gotta love what they have and that’s that. After all isn’t the beauty of the titties in the fact that no two sets are the same?

    • Sonny! You are bloggin, too! What are you doing up at these wee hours of the evening? Absolutely agree. Titty diversity is a beautiful thing 😉 And I support you reduction or not!

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