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Posted by on Apr 11, 2016 in Health & Wealth, Highlighted Features | 6 comments

THEY’RE JUST TITS

THEY’RE JUST TITS

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Written by AlphaSiren

 

I love my tits. They’re certainly not big porno tits and they could probably be sitting a bit higher on my chest than they are, but hey, I’m 40, and all things considered, they’re pretty fucking great. I’ve always been a small breasted girl and happily so. Sadly though, not all women have such a harmonious relationship with their breasts (which really they should because hey, BOOBS ARE AMAZING!) and much of that has to do with how society views girls’ Girls – their ‘value’ usually being based largely on size, shape and overall attractiveness.

Breasts have enormous cultural significance and have held focus in many cultures for thousands of years. Before we delve into the complexities of the fun-bags, let’s just first break it down to brass tacks: as er…titillating as those perfectly placed double D’s, with the erect mocha colored nipples are, tits are meant for feeding babies, full stop. But realistically, breasts have a duality to them, being both maternal and sexual in appearance and having been shown throughout history to be symbolic of fertility as well as nurturing and sustaining life. However, in modern society, they have become hyper-sexualized, being regarded as aesthetically pleasing and erotic, and a significant indicator of female sexual attractiveness and sexuality, to the point of taking away from the fundamental values associated with them. Research has actually been done showing that tits are often the first thing that men notice and that they’re ogled for a longer period of time than other body parts (ok, seriously? They actually even had to set up a “study” for this??!). So if today’s culture, men, media, porn – all feel so strongly about tits and their importance, how do each of us women feel about them? Hmmm, good question, AlphaSiren.

Last summer I decided to exercise my right to go topless here in Vancouver, and I don’t just mean at locales such as Wreck Beach. I doffed my bikini top and unleashed the girls at Kits Beach, at Trafalgar Park, at hidden beach. You name it, the Pointer-Sisters were coming out. This ‘freedom of expression’ was met with a few different reactions, from stares and glares, to a guy standing 8 feet away wanking it like he was gonna die the next day (Yes folks, it’s true. Ewww). It was around the same time that my friend, and burlesque performer, Lola Frost had written an incredibly inspiring blog post about growing up a small-breasted woman and what that reality was like for her. She linked to a recent piece her sister (and fellow burlesque diva), Villainy Loveless had written about a month previous – an equally empowering post about her experience as a beautifully full-figured woman. Very different experiences recounted, and very different body types, but very similar story about how we are all made to feel a little bit less-than if we don’t possess the perfectly sized, perfectly shaped, perfectly perky rack.

Most women regard their breasts as integral to their sexual attractiveness and a sign of femininity that is important to their sense of self.  From a young age we are bombarded with images in our culture of the ideal body, images which include the ideal breast. Our culture simultaneously sexualizes and shames women for how they look and tits are a big part of that.

We as women have a certain relationship to our breasts beginning at puberty, a time where how we feel we fill out a tight sweater informs how we feel about our bodies, which in turn then informs our sexuality and how we move through the world as sexual beings. We all have a story. I have two breast cancer warriors in my life – my bestie of twenty years, who is kicking the C-dawg in the junk for the second time, and my dear friend Bif Naked, who has shown cancer who’s boss, like a BOSS. Both have undergone alterations to their physical self as a result of dealing with this disease, alterations that have obviously affected their relationship with their own bodies, in one way or another. I have a naturally large-breasted girl friend who, as a former stripper and now acclaimed writer, has had her own unique boob story. I know and adore a small-breasted friend who relayed to me last summer a story of visible disappointment after disrobing in front of a lover. We all have a story. And I am endeavoring to tell as many as I can.

We are told how to feel about our bodies and we are told how we should feel about our breasts, based on societal ideals. It was after I started thinking about tits in the bigger picture, and talking to women with varying chestular composition, that I realized I wanted to do a piece on bodacious boobs. It’s been a long time coming, this piece, and is merely scratching the surface of what will be a much larger project (stay tuned!) because we all have a story and we all have a particular and very unique relationship with our bodies and our breasts. Ginormous, tiny, big-nippled, pink-nippled, misshapen, unbalanced, perky, saggy – it doesn’t matter – they should be celebrated for their imperfections without shame.

Because good goddess, they’re fabulous, all of them. And at the end of the day – They’re Just Tits.

 

 

 


6 Comments

  1. Fabulous article. I look forward to reading more. 

    Best

    james

  2. Thank you for sharing your story with us. Breast are just that. With time and age we change our outer shell. The inner shell can grow to be more meaningful, beautifull and sexual than our outer shell that dies off.

  3. loved your post how true they are only tits, bad I have been fighting now for 1 1/2 years breast cancer, ans yes the first year after a mastectomy, reduction on the good breast, I foughte very day to feel good again about my breast!!

    but not until I recognized them as Rita did instant feeling better about them!!

    niw after four surgeries I am the proud owner of a pair of fake b cup tits, and all of us hard getting back to normal living.

    my breasts are gone, my cancer gone, and my tits and I live on!!!

    thank you for making me lAugh

    tks

    rita

  4. Hello, your article was passed on to me by a friend.  I am an artist from Saskatchewan and currently working on a project called "the onion project – revealing layers of ourselves".  My project is rooted in women's self esteem, how we relate to our bodies and our breasts.  The completed project will consist of about 75 clay torsos, made from plaster casts.  The plaster is applied directly onto the naked torso.  I enjoyed your article, your thoughts and observations resonated with me.  If you are interested in hearing more about my project, contact me.  Thanks

  5. Thank you so much to everyone, for all the kind words of support, love and 'getting it'. I'm not for everybody, my writing isn't for everybody, but much gratitude when it reaches people and resonates. 

    Bliss and Blessings, all.

    ~AlphaSiren xx

  6. I admire you for going topless. I would rather be naked from the waist down that show my tits. Sad. But I don't like mine.