Just saw some Instagram pictures of Ariel Winter. They popped up on my "news feed" when I went to check my email. (In other words, I didn't go looking for them.) But I shoe did have a look once they entered my awareness. And I have to admit, those 34Ds are most impressive. And she is not particularly shy about letting you see them. In fact, if you piece together the low cleavage shots from other pictures of her with the serious underboob shots here, I am pretty sure you have The Whole Tit minus only the nipples.
And that, of course, is very nice. I appreciate tits. I think about them on a fairly regular basis, and I never fail to notice them. I don't define women by them. I don't think a woman is less of a woman if she has little or no tit, and I don't think a woman is more of a woman if she has plenty of or too much tit. I don't think a woman's sexual attractiveness is determined by her tits. And I have had relationships with women across the Tit Size Spectrum.
However, I do not understand why women are so proud of their tits. Or, for that matter, why they are so anxious to show them to the world. Or, even more puzzling, why after making their tits so readily accessible to the world, they often berate men for looking at them. What the fuck? "My eyes are up here!" "Yeah, but your tits are Right There!" (Can't remember what show that was on, but it is pretty fucking funny.) And so I am often irritated by pictures of women who are displaying The Big Tit Smirk. Which is something which seems to go hand in hand with Big Tits. So to speak. Check out Ariel Winter's face in most of her Here Are My Tits pictures, for example. Or pretty much any picture of Scarlett Johansson.
¡SMIRK!
Now, Ariel is only 19 years old, so maybe she'll grow out of it. But for fuck's sake, girls, REALly?
For fuck's sake.
¡SMIRK!
Now, Ariel is only 19 years old, so maybe she'll grow out of it. But for fuck's sake, girls, REALly?
For fuck's sake.
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