Everything old is new again
First we have the Democratic Convention being held in 2024 in Chicago – shades of 1968 – and now we have bra burnings.
NOTE: The original braless look of the 60s was best on not just the young, but the young with a relatively petite endowment in that area of the body. In other words – even when young, large breasts tend to be overtaken by gravity. Nowadays, however, implants and surgery have enabled women to have a combo that’s very rare in nature: large breasts that look as though they could levitate like helium balloons.
It seems that actual women have had enough of that fake woman Dylan Mulvaney and are starting to speak out.
https://notthebee.com/article/check-out-the-powerful-stories-women-are-sharing-to-celebrate-what-no-man-could-ever-imitate
From
https://www.plasticsurgery.org/news/blog/will-your-breast-implants-last-a-lifetime
I urge healthy women to avoid implants.
Until recently, rather few in number were those social critics who would describe America as approaching the level of decadence achieved by Weimar Germany. It is now rather common to do so, and no-one has forgotten what arose in reaction to such steep and undeniable cultural decline.
Thanks Chris B…that’s good stuff there.
That’s where this stuff starts getting put to the fire…when biological women decide “Enough!”
I will say this: there’s a pretty strong contingent of men on the Interwebs that prefer natural boobs. Even if they are saggy from nursing or whatever. Embrace it!
I’ve been a woman for over 27,000 days. Dylan Mulvaney has not been a woman for even one day. His pretending to be an exaggerated caricature of a teenaged girl is offensive.
A friend got breast implants about a dozen years ago. She was very flat-chested, and she got something very moderate, which made her feel better about herself. However, the implants did cause complications with her recent breast cancer treatment.
I urge healthy women to avoid implants.
OTOH, in some cases a breast implant is the medical examiner’s bosom buddy:
“Forensic examination of human remains is crucial to establish the person’s identity, and cause and manner of death. . . . The discovery of medical implants during an autopsy can also be informative. These include prosthetic joints, breast implants, pacemakers or dental implants. Investigators may be able to link these to patient records via their unique markings, including a trade mark, date of manufacture and serial number.”
https://theconversation.com/how-do-we-identify-human-remains-121315
A specific case in which breast implants were used to identify a murder victim goes back to 2009: “Investigators are still tying up loose ends in the murder of former bikini model Jasmine Fiore, but they were able to use unusual forensic science to identify her body and help crack the case. . . . The 28-year-old’s body was badly disfigured, but investigators were able to find out who she was by tracking the serial number on her breast implants.”
https://abcnews.go.com/GMA/story?id=8404354
Women with A cup breasts (or smaller, if that’s possible) sometimes benefit with fakes. Had one girl I was making out with, and I realized that her A cups were fake. But another small breasted woman jumped from maybe an A to a DD (at she didn’t het the inflatable ones like her best friend). And her hips and butt started swelling to compensate. She is now facing serious obesity issues, in probably under a decade.
As a guy, I much prefer natural breasts – B or C, so ended up with a delightful woman who dropped from a DD to a D through childbearing and nursing.
Nothing like putting fake stuff right up front so everyone can tell all they need to know about you.
Yesterday I went on a day hike into the Sandias with a woman who has run 20 marathons. We went six horizontal miles plus 1/2 mile up, 1/2 mile down. I was pleased to keep up.
Anyway she explained that a sportsbra isn’t that much of a help in marathons. She mentioned a very large-breasted marathoner who had a 1# of flesh removed from each and her time sped up considerably.
My hiking friend is also a French speaker from a bilingual American family. She’s even taught French.
I checked with her on the claim that Marseille French pronounces all of the syllables as opposed to the clipped Parisian French.
She was ready for me. I’ve forgotten her example sentence, but when spoken it was 3 1/2 syllables in Parisian and ten in Marseille. Quite striking!
I was there, and I loved the braless look, big or small. Miniskirts too.
But for young women, there is no such thing as a “bad” breast size. We guys loved them all.
The very large boobs may be fun for guys to look at and think about, but they can be a real problem for the woman who’s got them. Clothes don’t fit right, and all that weight in front can cause back problems. And, as huxley’s marathoner friend points out, they’re a drawback for athletic activity. It’s not uncommon for the D cup ladies to get breast reduction surgery after they’re done having children.
huxley–
I first encountered the Marseillais accent in Fernandel’s films– he appears briefly in this video, but as an example of the gradual loss of the distinctive accent. The Marseillais themselves blame it on “northerners” moving to the south of France, and to the homogenization of French resulting from tourism:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64bZxs22MLY&ab_channel=BFMTV
The video has closed captioning in French and is easy to read.
I still remember Fernandel from his role as David Niven’s coachman in Around the World in Eighty Days.
Ho Hum! Guess my age is showing.
Can’t help but recall when my Dad and Stepmother visited SF and ended up in a topless bar in North Beach. The story goes that Dad, who had reached the point of tiring easily, wasn’t paying attention to the attractions, and Fluffy said, “Ed look at that”. He allegedly responded, “Why? When you have seen one, you have seen them all.”
Related, there currently seems to be an epidemic of mostly ‘mature’ celebrity women going bare in person or in photos for some reason. Online media seems to think it important for me to know that.
PA+Cat:
Great clip on Marseillais French!
I’ll have to try it again when my French is better.
huxley, have you given petanque a go? It’s good fun, that.
Hm! Helium in implants is an idea that hadn’t occurred to me. But what if, over time, it escapes in trace amounts into the bloodstream? Could the owner of said implants come down with the bends or something similar?
j e , I have been feeling much the same for some time. If you want to get a feel for life in the dying days of the Weimar Republic – Berlin 1928, shortly before Hitler and the Nazis come to power I would suggest reading Philip Kerr’s Metropolis. Bernie Gunther is a young detective working in Vice who joins KIA – Kriminal Inspection A. Bernie leads you through a journey of cultural decline and depravity that sheds light on what the future beholds.
Reminds me of Little Annie Fanny from 60s Playboy. And to a lesser extent Barbie, who remains more relevant.
Braless slender women are often sexier, but the whole idea of being a sexier sex object is objected to by feminists against the sexual objectification of women.
Love is both sexual lust plus commitment to the woman. The lust part is more photogenic and marketable.
I’ll just add to the choir and exclaim, What a grrreat blog!
Learn something new here practically every day…and important stuff, to boot.
Who knew that breast implants actually had serial numbers?—Well, maybe in Germany, it’s understandable; but in the US?
(Though come to think of it, some of them are big enough to attach license plates to…not my style, really…I’m more of a “less is more” type, well…more or less…)
They’d certainly want to keep records on what implants went where, for liability and for recalls if problems develop. A serial number makes sense. I’ve never thought this was a great idea except for post cancer surgery.
Or if somebody stole them.
Or a hijacking…or kidnapping scenario.
Yeah, I can see that.
I don’t think they have Air Tags in them; just serial numbers. 🙂
}}} Nowadays, however, implants and surgery have enabled women to have a combo that’s very rare in nature: large breasts that look as though they could levitate like helium balloons.
The problem, if nothing else, is that women who do this all too often fail to do the necessary manipulation techniques that prevent/reduce scar tissue forming around the implant. The result is a significant hardening of tissue around the implant, leading to obvious misshapen results and a highly visible “wrongness”.
Then there’s the women who go to too large an implant, resulting in what I describe as “teacup tits” — it looks as though someone shoved an inverted tea cup in there.
And, of course, going too cheap — you need to pay for a good surgeon, not some cheap hack.
I don’t like implants (not to argue with, “Hey, it’s your body, so do as you wish. I’m not in charge”), and thus would discourage them when asked. But I have seen a number of exceptionally attractive women whose only “flaw” (and I use that term very carefully) would be that they have no chest, and I can understand why they felt that “one last thing” “marring their beauty” (note the quotes: I disagree thoroughly, but understand) would be something they’d like to fix.
I’m generally against many of the techniques used by plastic surgeons (but I’m a guy, and, while my looks are not trivial, they aren’t a major societal input), but particularly implants and botox. I am annoyed when I see some woman who was once very attractive (Lynda Carter comes to mind) whose face is so obviously botoxed it’s almost a caricature. You have to age gracefully.
I enjoyed Dame Judi Dench, whose comment on botox was something to the end that “she never did it, never would and because of that, she’s one of the few elderly women who can still act, guaranteeing her many many parts in her dotage” (quote from memory, not exact).
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P.S. Total nonsequiter: How does a DAIRY FARM explode? The cows getting too much nitroglycerin for heart issues?
}}} The very large boobs may be fun for guys to look at and think about, but they can be a real problem for the woman who’s got them. Clothes don’t fit right, and all that weight in front can cause back problems.
Goes both ways. My mother, then in her 30s, was having substantial neck problems. Then she cut off her waist-length hair and they reduced substantially. She kept her hair moderately short for the rest of her life.
She never had the frontal problem — she was fairly slender, and she always blamed me for taking away her boobs at childbirth. 😀
How does a dairy farm explode? Simple: rocket fuel.
Regarding french:
Un ver vert verse un verre vers un verrier vers vignt heure
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSaJOu7kO1g
😀
“How does a dairy farm explode?”
Don’t know, but when one does it’s an udder disaster.
Gradually, then suddenly.
Not even if they were filled with nitrogen. The bends is a result of nitrogen dissolved in the bloodstream from breathing high-pressure air (most commonly under pressure from large amounts of water on top of the patient and her air,) and then when the pressure is removed too quickly rather than coming out of solution in the lungs and respirating away, the gas comes out of solution in random spots in the circulatory system, filling your blood vessels with gas pockets, with potentially fatal results.
So you’d have to fill the implants with a blood-soluble gas, then have an internal leak while under large amounts of pressure, then fail to decompress… and if you fail to decompress, you’re already in trouble for the normal reasons, no busted implant required.
Seems to me a flubbed imaginative occasion concerning helium filled jugs: the gag goes with some fella suckling the teat only to find he comes away with a very high pitched sqeaky voice.
Exploding dairy farm: There was a system for treating the waste, separating the liquids from the solids. It overheated. The methane exploded.