What if we all had big boobs?

I was inspired to write this post after watching Louis Theroux - Under the knife on TV last night.

Louis was in California interviewing plastic surgeons and their patients - who were going under the knife for larger breasts, different shaped noses, less fat, more muscle, higher eyebrows or a completely different face and body.

My other half was watching the programme with me, and very quickly we entered into a discussion about big boobs! I was thrown into a state of turmoil when he commented on how a woman with big, perk, boobs was something all men dream of!!! As I looked down at my less well endowed chest with pouted lips and a scrunched up sulky face - he sooned realised he had said the wrong thing!!!

In an eager attempt to dig himself out of the hole he had accidently landed himself in, he explained that he doesn't understand why it is that men fantasise about big boobs, but the fact is they do. Of course, he completely loves and appreciates me and my body etc etc...

It occurred to me, that actually, he is probably right! It is true that many men value other qualities within in a woman, and indeed some men like the smaller more sporty type boobs... but whatever it is in a woman that a man really truly appreciates and loves, the minute he sees a woman with big, pert, boobs - he cannot help but look at them goggle eyed. It's almost as if they have some kind of hypnotic power!!!

Considering the power they seem to bring over men, it's no wonder then that many women want big boobs and are prepared to go to quite extreme lengths to get them.

But how fulfilling can this be in the long term? And I feel sad for these women. Do they not feel that they have any other redeeming qualities? What must it do to a person's inner soul to live with the knowledge that they had to go and pay for something big and fake in order to gain the confidence and approval they were looking for?

I don't understand how it can improve someone's confidence. To me it seems a little like cheating in an exam, and then saying you are confident in the subject just because you have the certificate. The fact that you know nothing about the subject doesn't come into it...

We live in a consumer society, and people today are used to going out and buying whatever they want, under the illusion that it will make them happy. It's worrying that this behaviour has extended to body parts, and that potentially plastic surgery could become as normal, as buying the latest plasma screen TV.

What's more - I cannot see how this can possibly lead to true happiness. Life is NOT perfect, and nor are our bodies. Accepting imperfections and understanding that imperfect is in fact how things should be, and that imperfect is in fact beautiful - is a major key to happiness and contentment, isn't it?