NOTE: I thought everyone might enjoy a break from politics and world events, and so I’m recycling the following old post with some minor updating.]
In an effort to boost my traffic, I am writing about breasts today.
Small breasts. But breasts nonetheless
As did the NY Times a few years ago, in a piece about a new trend: lingerie stores that cater to and celebrate the less-endowed woman.
I’ll keep a respectful silence about my own particular form; that much traffic I’m not seeking. But back when I was a dancer, I observed that small-breasted women had it kind of good, at least in the ballet and fashion world. Their bodies created a better line for both dance and the display of fashionable clothing.
And I never understood the later trend towards implants, especially of the perfectly round variety, a shape that does not exist in nature for the human female breast but has since become a standard of sorts. After viewing enough of these orange- or grapefruit-like objects in catalogs such as Victoria’s Secret which purport to show the ideal female body, the unreal becomes the sought-after, although it is unobtainable except through surgery.
Men being men, there’s a certain tendency I’ve noticed for them to consider larger breasts better—at least, up to a point (pun intended). But men also being men, there’s a certain tendency I’ve also noticed for them to consider a pretty wide range of possibilities more-than-acceptable for the desirable female form.
And speaking of wide ranges, there is actually a website dedicated to photos of unenhanced, non-surgically-altered female breasts. It’s not meant to be prurient, although some might certainly find it so. It’s meant to demonstrate to girls growing up in the age of the ubiquitous implant what a natural breast actually looks like, so they don’t get the idea that theirs are abnormal. That’s what it’s come to.
[NOTE: You might enjoy Nora Ephron's comic 1975 meditation on her own small-breast woes. I especially love this sentence; a perfect description of the bathing suits I recall from the late 50s and early 60s:
That was the era when you could lay an uninhabited bathing suit on the beach and someone would make a pass at it.]