Boobs

Since it's been awhile since my last post, I'm covering a few different topics (with a few different posts) in one day.  This one is about boobs.  There is a certain celebrity who has insured her "rack" that recently announced she was pregnant.  I confess that I adore her in every single interview I've ever seen her in.  The PMS monster side of me (yes, ladies, you know what I'm talking to) wants to scratch her eyes out for being sweet, smart, funny, AND beautiful but it's hard to hate someone who's so loveable.  My first comment when I heard about it was "Welcome to the saggy boob club."   Yes, moms, you know what I'm talking about.  If you're above  the age of 35 OR you've had a child (especially one you've breastfed), you may as well kiss those perky cute ones goodbye.  They may get bigger but they are NOT getting better.  Let's face it.  It's not a terrible thing, for the most part.  It's sort of like initiation into the mothering club.  I take solace in knowing that those not-so-perky pecs are what nourished my children from their very first meal to whatever point I stopped nursing.  They're not much but they're mine.
The hard question a lot of us face seems to be what to do with these less-than-perfect lady humps in our self-conscious moments.  Some women choose to go the "fix-it" route.  I've considered it myself and I'd love to say that it's a moral issue but it's more of a money and "fear of needles" issue...mostly money. (Hahaha) Some women choose to complain about them constantly and live in denial.  Most of us choose the "accept it and deal" method: they don't have to be perfect for any of us that choose this method.  We simply don't have the time to focus on this detail of our life all that often.  It's not that we might not TAKE the "fix it" route if it was offered to us; it's simply that we haven't had that opportunity offered to us (though some of us would refuse the route either way).
The bigger question is why everyone is so fixated on having to have the perfect body.  I watch all these movies from the 80's and there were a lot of "flat chested" women in these movies that were still considered to be stunning.  That seems to be absent in a lot (not all, but a lot) of movies now.  It's almost like a prerequisite that large breasts are considered beautiful.  It's the same premise as women often being too thin, but that's a whole different topic.  Men are fixated on breasts for their own reasons and different men have different viewpoints on the perfect size (some more unrealistic than others).  Women seem to have become equally as fixated on perfection when it comes to their ta-ta's and how theirs aren't perfect.  The obvious answer is that it's the media fixation for perfection but I'm sure there's some psychological answer that's deeper.  My post is not an exploratory post but more of an observation. 
So here's to the boobs of the world: big and small, perky and not-so-perky, every shape and size....may they always puzzle and entertain as they do now.