Breasts. They come in all shapes, sizes, colors, and everyone is fascinated by them. Ok, maybe not everyone individually, but babies love them, men love them, women are obsessed by them, and society tells us that we should all want perfect ones. So my post this week (week #2 of Breast Cancer Awareness Month) is about the fascination surrounding women’s breasts.
What is it about women’s breasts that is so captivating? Why aren’t we as fascinated by men’s breasts? I mean, there’s definitely something magical about a man’s chest (5 Reasons a Man’s Chest is Magical), but that’s his chest and not his breasts.
Men
Full round breasts are a symbol of fertility. It’s been depicted in art for ages. In fact, paintings during the renaissance period portray desirable women with round and curvy hips and breasts. Breasts are made of fatty tissue. Fuller breasts used to indicate a strong constitution and a suitable breeding partner. Today we no longer need that instinct, especially with all the enhancements and obsession with thin, but it still exists and plays its part in attraction.
When we comfort a child we cradle them to our chests to soothe them. As infants we feed them from our breasts. When we embrace others to console or reassure them we pull them into our chests. In such a hard edgy world, breasts are soft and welcoming. A true source of comfort.
Women
Breast augmentation is at the top of the list when it comes to elective cosmetic procedures (I’m not counting the breast reconstructions of those who have endured mastectomies). We, as women, are so hard on ourselves about a body part we can’t really change on our own. If we want a flatter stomach we do ab exercises. If we want more toned legs and butt, we do squats and lunges. But our breasts are just our breasts. It’s like trying to find an exercise that will change your eye color.
I have small breasts. None of the guys I’ve dated have ever made me feel less attractive or less of a woman because of my breast size. And there are perks to both sides of the breast-size coin. Heads: Women with larger breasts often complain about back pain, shoulder pain, and neck pain. They grumble about not being able to find the right bra, or not being able to effortlessly wear some of the stuff I can get away with (i.e. a backless dress). Tails: There’s something to be said for eye catching cleavage done right. Women with confidence and cleavage have a natural way of getting what they want.
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Society:
Ta-tas, knockers, fun bags… breasts have more nicknames than you can count. Breasts are featured prominently in sexy photos, magazines, bared in movies, songs are written and recorded about them, and in certain types of establishments you can view them on a stage with sparkles. We’re taught from a young age that they’re desirable. We should love them, gasp when they’re revealed (but only on women, men’s breasts are acceptable), and cover them in polite society.
Society teaches us that breasts should be viewed primarily as sexual body parts and shuns nursing mothers who breastfeed their babies in public. A breastfeeding woman is doing what nature designed her to do. Why would that be “dirty” or “shocking?” Definitely a perception worth changing.
Breasts are powerful. Our fascination with breasts is wide-spread and affects everyone from babies to grown-ups. We admire them, obsess about them, and flaunt them. Imperfect, natural, or “enhanced” the breast is a many-splendored thing. Oh, and my favorite song about breasts? Probably “Squeeze Box” by The Who. (Hint: It’s not about an accordion).
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