Keeping Up With Apperances

In my mind's eye, I think I am thinner than I actually am. I see myself running through a field like an anti-allergy commercial and I'm the one who's got a figure, yet I'm still svelte. Mind you, I'm not obese, or fat (I hate that word) even, I could stand to lose a couple of pounds but honestly who wouldn't? That's not the point.

I was telling my friend today I would like to switch bodies with a thin woman. He said "but they have no figure. You have a figure."
I protested saying, "Well, I was wondering what it would be like just to be petite."
He said, "Well I could help you with a workout routine if you want to lose weight..."
To which I interrupted, "Oh no, you misunderstand me. I'm fine about my weight, most of the time, but whatever. Sometimes I just want to know what it would be like, you know?"

Picture Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn. Two women celebrated for their styles and undeniable sex appeal. Marilyn is considered more of the sex goddess than Audrey... and for what? Because she had a voluptuous body? I love Audrey's style. I adore her movies. Yet, I won't ever be considered an ingenue or a gamine. I won't fit a pair of capris like she would, or wear a pair of cigarette pants (ever!) due to the fact I would look like an ice cream cone. (Thank you Stacey and Clinton). Yet, I will fall into a curve-hugging dress just fine, thank you very much, and happily wear a leopard print scarf. I will most likely wear a pair of large black shades that either woman would have adorned.

I find that as I get older there's less I'd like to show the world about my body. I'm not a teenager, not excited to flaunt my new curves. Yes, my curves are a blessing. A close friend of mine recently admitted she would consider butt implants.... I'd happily give her some of mine. Another friend would like her cups to runneth over... or at least get rid of the padding that helps to accentuate what is there. I'd donate some of mine as well! I find that the mystique and allure of a woman lies more in the Audrey Hepburn category... more buttoned-up, sophisticated, intelligent, yet still gorgeous, which makes you sexy.

What I'm trying to get at here is that there's been quite a few recent comments lately towards "the girls" by perfect strangers and not to me. Sometimes I feel my curves can be a curse, as the first impression I make is the "woooowwww...." and I know they're not looking at my pink lipstick or my green eyes. For instance, a couple guys at a bar made comments such as "nice, nice" and "I like, I like," to my chest. I really just wanted to punch them in the face right there. Not classy whatsoever indeed. I know society is obsessed with appearances, especially breasts. I can't help it. I did not have my surgically enhanced, I'm just made that way. I feel like I've been perfectly covered up, especially it being winter and all, yet the comments still come.

What was most perplexing when I told my male friend he said, "Well how would you feel if they didn't notice?"

And I thought to myself, "There's a lot more to me than just what lies outside below my collarbones."

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Not much to say right now, but yummy.

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