Too much of a good thing, or Frank Zappa in "200 Motels" repeating the common phrase, "Anymore than a handful is wasted." To each his own. I find the breast obsession overdone and much of it caused by the repression of the matter. They are fun, even fascinating, a problem to some, an identity for others, yet overrated. When they are socially/culturally freed, they become less titillating and more just curious variety in human bodies.
I think that breast look silly as white headlights. I find the tanlines a symbol of repression of the body and consequently a huge turnoff, but that is a lot me personally.
I've had girlfriends and lovers with large, a pretty much without, and I have observed the incredible variety. I tend to focus on what I do like about somebody, and not what I don't like. I have a friend who is a cancer survivor. She has scars instead of breast. She has great legs and smile. It doesn't matter that much, but if there was a choice, other than who they are attached to, the less cumbersome would be my preference. When it gets to the nitty gritty, the size, shape, firmness, hang, etc. is a minuscule piece of why I would be involved with someone in a nitty gritty context.
I have been trapped in judgement and a connoisseur take on the appendage in the past. I see them much differently, now. I'll love the one that I'm with, appreciating what I do about them. The rest are interesting, curious.
Hurrah Top-freedom. I'd like to see a more natural perspective when people get together to relate to female tits. JOhnGW, you were discussing females, I assume.
