Friday, August 28, 2009

The Power of Boobies


They say there are two kinds of men in this world; a booty man and a titty man. I'm a titty man but first and foremost let's make one thing crystal clear; I'm queer dear. In fact I'm as gay as the day is bright. There is no confusion over my sexuality.

Now that we have that out of the way, let's get to the subject at hand - boobs. Yes, women's breasts are all the rage in every corner of the world. Some boobs are actually more popular than their owners. For example; whenever the name Pamela Anderson is mentioned for most people the first thing that comes to mind is her bodacious rack. She is not the only one; there is a number of women that have made a career for themselves solely because of their torpedoes. Jordan, Jodie Marsh, Carmen Electra and the list goes on and on.

Blimey! There is even a whole industry that was born out of titties - glamour modelling. We now have young women ditching their dreams of becoming teachers and doctors for a dream job in glamour modelling AKA being famous for having tits. I mean who needs intelligence or talent when you have boobs?

Think about it, boobs are hypnotising so much so that when boobies make an appearance it's hard for a straight guy (even some of the gay ones) to look at a woman's eyes while having a conversation. It's not the man's fault, blame the boobies. It's hard to concentrate on anything else when there is something so powerful staring at you. Before you know it we will have somebody's gazongas running for president or coming up with a cure for cancer. Boobs are smart!

We live in a world that worships tits. The media would collapse without boobs as half the outlets out there are focused on breasts. There are boobs on magazines, websites, billboards, TV and coming soon to your local radio station! In South Africa there is even a National Cleavage Day - celebrating the hooters in the country. Universities even offer degrees to surgeons that solely focus on boobs - plastic surgery.

And ladies don't play coy. Women know about this power they hold and I know several who will not hesitate to use it to their advantage. Why not? Most people would. A few female friends of mine have a habit of lowering their tops to expose the puppies so as the bouncer would let them into the club for free. Plus we've all heard stories about certain female executives who use a bit of cleavage to sign a deal. They have my full support, after all women have been professionally disadvantaged for so long due to discriminatory office politics. So I say you go girlfriend! Make that money.

OK, so I have been a bit sidetracked - back to my point now. My point is; I love women's breasts. They are special to me and it's not a size thing. I like them in all shapes, colours and sizes. From Scarlett Johansson's to Naomi Campbell's, Selma Hayek's to Lucy Liu's. If women did not have that monstrous and gross thing known as a vagina I would actually go the other way and turn straight just so as I can be closer to titties. There are many times when I've dreamt of snuggling up on Tyra Banks cleavage and taking nap, how wonderful would that be?

I find breast to be fascinating, not sexually but more as a spectacular form of art. Yes boobs are the Mona Lisa of body parts. I also appreciate the versatility; breasts are the one body part that can be maternal, caring, nurturing on one hand also be sexy and provocative on the other - depending on how you view them. As babies most of us depended on boobs for food and through breast feeding we bonded with our mothers. This just goes on to demonstrate the power of boobs; maternally and sexually. Perhaps this is why we live in a world that is so obsessed with breasts?

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