I used to hate my boobs.
I hated being flat-chested. When I was 16, I remember hoping that one day I'd have at least a B cup...Then looked around at the women in my family tree, then decided I'd better come up with a new plan. I've tried that bust-up gum, I've gone on birth control, and even had started saving up for the surgery. I've browsed countless surgery sites and wear padded bras, but eventually I started to really ponder what the fuck I was doing.
Fuck implants--
Godamn, I love my boobs the way they are--my big, muscular thighs too. Besides, they're not bad. They're small, but they're pretty. And when I'm an old hag, they'll stay up there, defying gravity.
Some people may say, "Hey, it's that person's right to do what they want with their body!" or "Maybe they're happier this way? Who are you to judge?" I say, yes, that's true--each person is entitled to do what they want with their image. But who determined that bigger breasts meant they were more attractive? Who looked at them and made them feel SO less than perfect that they needed to go under the knife? How the fuck is succumbing to that real happiness?
I'm just as shallow as the next person. My boyfriend can attest to the fact I sometimes will not leave the apartment, unless I have my full makeup on. Additionally, I also often wear high heels, which add fake height, and padded bras and, as several of my sets indicate, fake hair sometimes as well. But here's the thing with all of those superficial alterations--I can take them off. I can change my look from sorority girl to goth vamp. I can rock out at a metal show, then go in for an interview the next day. Bra padding on today--bra padding off tomorrow...there's nothing about my superficiality that is permanent. At any point, my deceptive nature can get stripped right off. Yet, to own implants is to accept one's PERMANENT superficiality--the bra padding that never comes off.
Moreover, the health issues that are raised are astonishing. How badly can one want to change their body to go so far as to undergo invasive surgery to have foreign, toxic chemicals implanted in their bodies? Sillicone implants pose tremendous health risks to the patient if leaked, including permanent damage to the immune system, organ failure, and in severe cases, death. Even saline implants, while marketed as a safer alternative, use sillicone as a liner. Breast tissue scarring can also occur along the implants that cause lumps or lopsidedness. Even if all goes well, breast implants need to be maintained every few years, and oftentimes, this entails another invasive surgery. Furthermore, if one eventually decides to remove the implant, the breasts can become deflated, and even smaller than they were before, since some of the original breast tissue may need to be removed along with the implant. Is all this really worth having some asshole/dumbass chauvanist prick, come talk to you at the bar or eye-grope you as you walk down the street?
I simply refuse to believe that real happiness can be attained through something so easily gained. Can one ask, "have I improved upon myself, now that I fit the mass ideal of what is considered proportionate and attractive?" or "have I improved upon myself for learning to love the little flaws which I cannot change." There's that old adage that nothing worth having is easily attained--so what's a new set worth to you?
~With Love,
Rei
EDIT: 5/30/07
So one post in particular caught my eye from member Leandra, and I just want to briefly respond to some excellent points she's made that I feel may echo sentiments from others. I DON'T WANT TO BE MISUNDERSTOOD--so I'm taking the time to clarify:
MAY 30, 2007 07:16 AM
Leandra says:
"I don't think bigger boobs are the ideal... I think when women do it, it's for them and their own personal choice. I've got bigger boobs and personally i'd prefer small boobs, it's a bitch trying to find sexy lingerie to fit a 34DD and they just bug me... But any girl who chooses to get implants, that's her choice... I'm sure majority of the girls/women who do it have done their research and are well aware of the risks, and i'm sure most of them don't do it just so guys can "eye grope" them... I think you're being a little critical and judegemental. Every women that chooses to do it has her own reasons.
I'm glad you're happy the way you are, but some girls aren't... what about women who have had children and that has affected their breasts? what if they simply aren't happy with what they've got? they're not all like you... content and happy.
What gives you the idea bigger breasts are considered more attractive? look around, look at the variety of girls on this website that have all size breasts, flat chested to pretty damn big... fake or not fake. Guys like small breasts, some guys like big breasts, some guys like short girls, some guys like tall girls.
When I go out with my friend who has small boobs (sorry girl but ya do) she gets more attention than me with my boobs popping out of my shirt. "
IN RESPONSE:
I do agree, or at least I hope, that most women who are considering breast augmentation, get all the pertinent information prior to the surgery. However, I never stated that lack of information was the issue, but instead, I was shocked by the idea that someone would want larger breasts so badly, they'd be willing to surgically place a toxic, foreign object in their body that has the potential to make them very, very sick.
As for the potential reasons for having surgery, I agree, each women has her own reason for doing so, but that's irrelevant. My comment about "eye-groping" was in response to the massive amount of testimonials I've read on sites advertising implant surgery from former patients in reference to how they feel "sexier" and how they get the attention they've always wanted, and so and so forth. I never explicitly said attention from men was the role reason women get implants. As for the comment about being judgemental, yes I AM BEING JUDGEMENTAL, but not necessarily to the women who get implants, but the DESIRE to surgically augment themselves in an attempt to "fix" something that's not wrong to begin with.
Also, my point wasn't to argue why or why not women get implants, but it was to point out that I wish that women who don't feel happy with their bodies--specifically their chests--could learn to love and accept their boobies the way they are. Sagging after childbirth is part of motherhood just like getting's crow's feet is part of getting old. I'm sick of trying to defy nature.
Furthermore, as I clearly stated in my blog, my contentment and happiness was not a spontaneous product. It came at the price of in-depth analysis and discussion as well as personal self-doubt and insecurity.
I also never explicitly stated that I personally thought bigger breasts were more attractive. I merely referred to them as the "mass ideal." Big, small, floppy or firm, I think breasts are great if they were always yours to call your own.
If you love your natural pair, then hell, I love them too.
~Love,
Rei "Show-Me-Your-Tits" Suicide
I hated being flat-chested. When I was 16, I remember hoping that one day I'd have at least a B cup...Then looked around at the women in my family tree, then decided I'd better come up with a new plan. I've tried that bust-up gum, I've gone on birth control, and even had started saving up for the surgery. I've browsed countless surgery sites and wear padded bras, but eventually I started to really ponder what the fuck I was doing.
Fuck implants--
Godamn, I love my boobs the way they are--my big, muscular thighs too. Besides, they're not bad. They're small, but they're pretty. And when I'm an old hag, they'll stay up there, defying gravity.
Some people may say, "Hey, it's that person's right to do what they want with their body!" or "Maybe they're happier this way? Who are you to judge?" I say, yes, that's true--each person is entitled to do what they want with their image. But who determined that bigger breasts meant they were more attractive? Who looked at them and made them feel SO less than perfect that they needed to go under the knife? How the fuck is succumbing to that real happiness?
I'm just as shallow as the next person. My boyfriend can attest to the fact I sometimes will not leave the apartment, unless I have my full makeup on. Additionally, I also often wear high heels, which add fake height, and padded bras and, as several of my sets indicate, fake hair sometimes as well. But here's the thing with all of those superficial alterations--I can take them off. I can change my look from sorority girl to goth vamp. I can rock out at a metal show, then go in for an interview the next day. Bra padding on today--bra padding off tomorrow...there's nothing about my superficiality that is permanent. At any point, my deceptive nature can get stripped right off. Yet, to own implants is to accept one's PERMANENT superficiality--the bra padding that never comes off.
Moreover, the health issues that are raised are astonishing. How badly can one want to change their body to go so far as to undergo invasive surgery to have foreign, toxic chemicals implanted in their bodies? Sillicone implants pose tremendous health risks to the patient if leaked, including permanent damage to the immune system, organ failure, and in severe cases, death. Even saline implants, while marketed as a safer alternative, use sillicone as a liner. Breast tissue scarring can also occur along the implants that cause lumps or lopsidedness. Even if all goes well, breast implants need to be maintained every few years, and oftentimes, this entails another invasive surgery. Furthermore, if one eventually decides to remove the implant, the breasts can become deflated, and even smaller than they were before, since some of the original breast tissue may need to be removed along with the implant. Is all this really worth having some asshole/dumbass chauvanist prick, come talk to you at the bar or eye-grope you as you walk down the street?
I simply refuse to believe that real happiness can be attained through something so easily gained. Can one ask, "have I improved upon myself, now that I fit the mass ideal of what is considered proportionate and attractive?" or "have I improved upon myself for learning to love the little flaws which I cannot change." There's that old adage that nothing worth having is easily attained--so what's a new set worth to you?
~With Love,
Rei
EDIT: 5/30/07
So one post in particular caught my eye from member Leandra, and I just want to briefly respond to some excellent points she's made that I feel may echo sentiments from others. I DON'T WANT TO BE MISUNDERSTOOD--so I'm taking the time to clarify:
MAY 30, 2007 07:16 AM
Leandra says:
"I don't think bigger boobs are the ideal... I think when women do it, it's for them and their own personal choice. I've got bigger boobs and personally i'd prefer small boobs, it's a bitch trying to find sexy lingerie to fit a 34DD and they just bug me... But any girl who chooses to get implants, that's her choice... I'm sure majority of the girls/women who do it have done their research and are well aware of the risks, and i'm sure most of them don't do it just so guys can "eye grope" them... I think you're being a little critical and judegemental. Every women that chooses to do it has her own reasons.
I'm glad you're happy the way you are, but some girls aren't... what about women who have had children and that has affected their breasts? what if they simply aren't happy with what they've got? they're not all like you... content and happy.
What gives you the idea bigger breasts are considered more attractive? look around, look at the variety of girls on this website that have all size breasts, flat chested to pretty damn big... fake or not fake. Guys like small breasts, some guys like big breasts, some guys like short girls, some guys like tall girls.
When I go out with my friend who has small boobs (sorry girl but ya do) she gets more attention than me with my boobs popping out of my shirt. "
IN RESPONSE:
I do agree, or at least I hope, that most women who are considering breast augmentation, get all the pertinent information prior to the surgery. However, I never stated that lack of information was the issue, but instead, I was shocked by the idea that someone would want larger breasts so badly, they'd be willing to surgically place a toxic, foreign object in their body that has the potential to make them very, very sick.
As for the potential reasons for having surgery, I agree, each women has her own reason for doing so, but that's irrelevant. My comment about "eye-groping" was in response to the massive amount of testimonials I've read on sites advertising implant surgery from former patients in reference to how they feel "sexier" and how they get the attention they've always wanted, and so and so forth. I never explicitly said attention from men was the role reason women get implants. As for the comment about being judgemental, yes I AM BEING JUDGEMENTAL, but not necessarily to the women who get implants, but the DESIRE to surgically augment themselves in an attempt to "fix" something that's not wrong to begin with.
Also, my point wasn't to argue why or why not women get implants, but it was to point out that I wish that women who don't feel happy with their bodies--specifically their chests--could learn to love and accept their boobies the way they are. Sagging after childbirth is part of motherhood just like getting's crow's feet is part of getting old. I'm sick of trying to defy nature.
Furthermore, as I clearly stated in my blog, my contentment and happiness was not a spontaneous product. It came at the price of in-depth analysis and discussion as well as personal self-doubt and insecurity.
I also never explicitly stated that I personally thought bigger breasts were more attractive. I merely referred to them as the "mass ideal." Big, small, floppy or firm, I think breasts are great if they were always yours to call your own.
If you love your natural pair, then hell, I love them too.
~Love,
Rei "Show-Me-Your-Tits" Suicide
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I am flat chested too, and it sucks, but at least I'll never have back problems or have saggy boobs.
Sometimes great things come in small packages.
Btw, your tits ARE perfect and you have an edge on most with the whole growing old thing, but I think you know that so leave them be a bit; you'll have a much easier time convincing the male nurse ("murse") in the nursing home to give you an extra 15 minute sponge bath.
tp