I�ve been around for a few years now, (54), and I�ve seen trends come and go, concerning the �to die for� perfect breast size. I still recall dear Twiggy�s appearance, on the fashion scene, in the �sixties. Gone, then, was the busty look so popular in the �fifties. How go the fashion, film, television, and magazine images projected to the masses, so goes the prevailing �look�, for the general public.
Cosmetic surgery has become BIG business. Engineered marketing, aided by celebrities admitting to having this or that enhancing procedure done, led to the average Jane Doe realizing she too, could have the present �look�. Why it was simply a matter of whipping out the old credit card, and voila! Big breasts in? She had them! The new season�s fashions designed for the less busty? Simple, minimize those boobies! Mature woman suffering from the �droops�? Well, get those puppies lifted! Want to get rid of extra fat, showing up on various body parts? Forget a healthy diet, forget ghastly exercise�merely pop in to your local cosmetic surgeon, and have it all sucked out! Gather together a group of teenage girls, ask them what is their one heart�s desire, and I�d bet the majority would answer some sort of cosmetic surgery enhancement.
In my early teens, I once admitted to an Aunt that I wished I was a bit heavier, top-side. I remember her shaking her head in the negative, and stating, �Oh, hon, no! Why, don�t you realize, you�re built to last!� Thanks to that statement, I happily accepted my individual �look�. And now, in my more mature years, I am mightily grateful for my breast size.
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