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So funny and true! In her book Bossy Pants, Tina Fey writes a list of physical features that girls are expected to have nowadays. The name of this chapter is All Girls Must Be Everything, and she talks about how acceptance of the size of certain body parts have changed since she was a little girl:
“But I think that the first real change in women’s body image came when JLo turned it butt-style. That was the first time that having a large-scale situation in the back was part of mainstream American beauty.”
Ha ha. I thought Sir Mix-a-Lot’s “Baby Got Back” sorta helped the situation, but I’m not really sure.
Fey doesn’t elaborate on who we should thank for the “desirable” doll breasts (though I think Barbie started it), but she’s definitely right about how Pop Culture has twisted things for women — in a major way.
“How do we survive this?” she writes. “How do we teach our daughters and our gay sons that they are good enough the way they are? Instead of trying to fit an impossible ideal, I took a personal inventory of all my healthy body parts for which I am grateful… I would not trade any of these features for anybody else’s.”
I wouldn’t trade mine for anybody else’s either.
“Looking for girls who have been blessed in the chest…”
I came across this ad on Craigslist — likely posted by just another big-breasts-worshiping man — and the wording of it caught my eye because, apparently, girls, if you’re large in the chest you’re blessed. Anything below a C-cup, we’re damned.
“What do you think of this top?” I said. I was trying on some clothes yesterday and was asking the little person next to me for feedback.
“You need a boob job,” she said.
My instant reaction would normally be something like this:
But before I could even laugh, I realized this was coming from my 11-year-old niece, so I went:
“Uh, you know, boobs?” she said, as if I needed any further clarification.
How does one even handle a situation like that?! I’m not a mom (and not ready for it either!); I don’t think I know the proper language to deal with pre-teens. I had no clue how to tell my niece, in a cool way, that what she said was f*cked up. ha ha. But most importantly, I wanted to know why/where/how the hell she knew about implants.
You know it is bad when little girls think big breasts — at any cost — are the standard.
I had to think quick though and teach my niece a little something about boob sizes and beauty. I think that, as adults, we have certain (unofficial) responsibilities. Even if we’re not the parents, we should spread the knowledge and try to put an end to the prejudices and the “ideal” image of things and people that society wants to implant in our heads. Laughing and not saying anything about it would’ve just reaffirmed my niece’s statement. So I said to her that I do not need a “boob job” because I was perfectly comfortable in my body. I told her that boobs come in different sizes and we should be happy and work with what we have.
She didn’t buy it (she’s a stubborn one, a know-it-all wannabe), but I think she’ll think about my honest advice (I hope) one day when her little friends and the Internet tells her otherwise.
What would you say to kids this young thinking about breast implants, either for themselves or for others?
When you finally realize that no boobs in the world—big or small— will get you the guy you have a major crush on,
That big fake implants won’t necessarily get you that dream job (unless the job requires it),
That big boobs won’t get you out of a speeding ticket—because they won’t.
When you realize that happiness doesn’t depend on the dimension of your chest,
That the size of your boobs makes no difference in the bedroom,
That, presence, confidence (and perhaps a fit body)—not breasts—will have all guys turn when you enter a room,
That hugging the people you love as close as possible will mean you’ll actually be able to hug the people you love as close as possible,
That you won’t have to worry about developing indentations on your shoulders or having back pain from carrying “heavy weights” in your front,
That you don’t have to worry about the inevitable eventual sagginess,
When you realize that breasts-cancer survivors may not even have a pair anymore,
You’ll realize just how lucky you are to even have boobs.
And you’ll learn to appreciate your tiny ones and love yourself for all its natural beauty.
Rock on, girl!
Society still has a lot to realize.
Yes! Hard to believe it, but there are men who appreciate us, girls!
High five, fellas!
Sometimes we’re so vain that we cross the line trying to alter our bodies, completely forgetting about the potential risks. Like this poor woman, Kylie Hudson; she seems to have deep insecurity issues, so she had breast implants.
The implants would help her self-esteem. However, they exploded in her body within months. Now she’s left with fewer options than she had before, when she was FINE without a big bust.
Now I am living a nightmare. For anybody having a boob job just to get big boobs, I would say think very seriously about the risks. I am devastated.
The complete story here.
This a reminder to women that — especially to the new generation of young girls terrified that they may be called flat-chested — plastic surgery isn’t always the best self-esteem booster. Security comes from within.
Certain things just don’t belong inside your body, ladies.
As long as you have a functioning brain…
Large breasts are associated with back and neck pain, skin rashes, carpal tunnel syndrome, degenerative spine disorders, painful bra strap indentations and even anxiety and low self-esteem.
An ESPN writer recently posted.
See, flat-chested gals, I keep saying it; bigger is not necessarily better. Be happy that you can at least do any sports without having to worry about boobs and the problems associated with them! One man’s misery is another man’s fortune, I know.
It’s unfortunate for the women who struggle because their boobs get in the way. I just think that, unless it is causing her health problems, a woman shouldn’t worry about what people would say if their breasts bounced up and down while in action. There’s a bra for that, anyway (to keep things in place). Kudos to Serena Williams for giving not a single darn about her big boobs — she sure knows how to keep her haters hating! Do your thing, ladies.
McGhee, a senior lecturer at Breast Research Australia, says some girls quit sports when they get boobs: ‘They’re embarrassed. They don’t want to talk about it. And so they stop.’ But that is not the fault of boobs. It is the fault of terrible people on the Internet.
I couldn’t agree more.
One of the pages I follow on Facebook is Frederick’s of Hollywood — one of the biggest lingerie stores in the country. That’s what social networks are for, right!? I like the Frederick’s brand because they carry ultra sexy underwear while not being as overrated, played-out and overpriced as Victoria’s Secret — at least years ago it was not the case. I also like Frederick’s because their bras fit me perfectly.
Well, last year I had to hide their news feeds because my wall was getting bombarded with boobs, lots and lots of extra-large boobs! Long time passed and I forgot about it. I checked out their page recently and allowed their feeds back on. That’s when I remembered that they didn’t show for a reason. Here’s one example:
So cute, right? But it got me thinking; is this company seriously not able to find ONE model with small breasts? I don’t mind the sexy models in the pictures, thrusting their stuff so high it looks like they’re going to choke any minute. But why is the company targeting large-breasted women only? I can’t find a single ad of small-busted women on their Facebook page.
The girls modeling the lingerie are gorgeous and I’m sure a lot of big-chested women can relate, but I don’t think Frederick’s care about marketing to the small-breasted ones anymore, and small is why I liked them in the first place! It makes me sad/angry. It angers me that these companies keep pushing that belief that “the bigger the boobs the sexier” a woman looks. Some of the models aren’t even a C-cup but there’s obviously some Photoshopping and push-up bras wear going on to make them look bigger. Disappointing.
I still love their fun stuff — when I visit the store everything’s perfect and the bra sizes work for me, so I must add that I’m also confused by this social media campaign of theirs. It’s uncool what they’re doing publicly, leaving consumers like me out of the picture.
I should just take my bun to the Gap store ^. At least they’re one-faced, and realistic!
- In Search of the Perfect Bra (smallbusted.wordpress.com)