Until a few years ago I hated my boobs.
They're large but in proportion to my large frame and I loathed them. I never used to show cleavage and tried to squash them down with minimiser bras. If I had had the spare cash I would have had them reduced years ago but never had the chance. I guess I'm in a position now to afford a loan to get them done but the hatred has mostly melted away and I get to spend my cash on holidays.

I guess now I'm middle-aged I'm past caring and have just learnt to live with them. They could be more pert but I've never had complaints and if I'm with someone I trust then it's not really an issue in bed.

I just wish I'd grown to accept them a lot sooner is all.

BOOBS!
( girlinthehole, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:52, 7 replies)

Yours are full of win...

Now you might think that I was dazzling you with sparkling wit and intellect when we spoke, but really...secretly...I was drunkenly lechering over your awesome funbags.

I don't think women ever realise when I do this...It's the perfect crime!

(Oh yes...I am STILL a twat)
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Fri 7 May 2010, 13:58, closed)

Well now I am willing to wear something low cut next time you visit them.

( girlinthehole, Fri 7 May 2010, 14:00, closed)

er...no
I'm pastcaring....
(pastcaring trembling in a corner....., Fri 7 May 2010, 14:07, closed)

Oops! sorry.

( girlinthehole, Fri 7 May 2010, 14:10, closed)

You, my dear, have splendid norks.
Burt is most excited at the prospect of motorboating you again soon ;o)
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Fri 7 May 2010, 14:20, closed)

Here's a complaint.
I can't wait until the day we meet.

Get them oot!
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Fri 7 May 2010, 15:47, closed)

Despite being a bloke this rings very true to me on a couple points.
Firstly I wonder if the not liking of your breasts was anything to do with (I hope I'm not being insulting when I suggest that you're probably in the same(ish)age range as me) having gone through your formative years (when becoming aware of personal politics) at the very end of the seventies/start of the eighties when there was a fair sized body of opinion which held that feminine and feminist were incompatible opposites. At times it felt (to me) that to simply fancy a girl was to oppress her with sexual stereotypes. It seems ridiculous now and I'm sure younger types reading this will be wondering what the hell I'm talking about as they are much more savvy in these matters.

The second point was the thing about accepting yourself when you get older. If there is one single bit of information that I can get across to my girls (or indeed any young person)it is that they are not anything like as fat/thin/geeky/whatever as they think they are. And any "imperfections" that they do have, aren't aything like as important as they think.
(Cave Duck, Fri 7 May 2010, 16:18, closed)