OK. At the risk of being excommunicated from guydom, I'm going to tell it like it is. Ladies, please DO NOT get breast implants!!! I can think of no more senseless act than stuffing a couple bags under the skin of your upper torso. Breast implants are wonderful things when used for their ORIGINAL purpose . . . to reconstruct the breast following a mastectomy. In their current role as the cash cow of cosmetic surgery, they are nothing short of abominable. Why mess with what God gave you? It is especially grotesque when waif-thin, hundred pound women opt for the knee-shooters. IT LOOKS RIDICULOUS!!!!!!
Now, that's not to
say that women who are naturally endowed with ample mammaries should feel
self-conscious. If that's what popped up during puberty,
congratulations! By that same token, if your chest never quite got
out of elementary school . . . so be it. There is definitely
something beautiful about leaving things as they are and giving a spirited
finger to anyone who would suggest otherwise! If
your boyfriend ever hints that your breasts could be a bit larger, try
one or more of the following:
I've included a lovely image of Christy Turlington as an example of natural beauty. I don't mean to perpetuate the unrealistic ideal with which the media bombard us every day. But, let's face it . . . SHE'S GORGEOUS!! More
importantly, she doesn't have the biggest boobs in the world.
Now, wouldn't you rather be likened to a classic beauty such as Christy,
rather than a nasty plastic bimbo like Pamela Anderson Lee?
The choice is yours . . . but the choice is also obvious.
DON'T DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, be proud of what you have and who you are. Remember . . . the girls who go for the plastic cannons usually aren't the sharpest knives in the drawer. They inevitably wind up with shallow, dirt bag husbands (or two, or five)
and spend the rest of their lives under a scalpel -- trying to keep their "other" parts from succumbing to gravity. Sorry for that crass generalization . . . I just REALLY hate breast implants!