I was at The Party – a gala awards night for outstanding professional women. And boy, did I see a lot of breasts. There were those down-to-the-navel cowl neck numbers. There were side boobs, under the chin boobs, double boobs, severely separated boobs, severely squashed together boobs. One unfortunate choice of gown even gave one woman I saw back boobs.
There weren't many legs, just breasts. I wondered what it is that drives woman to send their juggernauts out into space like that. Is it the point of difference? Men have legs, but they sure as heck can't make it look like their head is bouncing on a bounty of bosom.
And while breasts truly are a wonderful female feature, they seem to somewhat lose their exclusivity when you realise that, with the right bra, they are also being doubled as a pouch for mobile phone and money.There is something ultimately more feminine about only softly educating our fans about our lady lumps through sheer fabric, or figure hugging ensembles, as opposed to introducing anyone and everyone face first to the girls. We are precious, valuable treasures ladies. No-one likes a present that is already unwrapped.
:) so true
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