I think Caprese makes a good point. I’m all in favor of setting up camera-free zones (hand over them cell phones, boys) where young lovelies can flash those of us who appreciate the sight of a well-formed pair of mammary glands – without the fear of finding themselves posted on the net for all and sundry to ogle.
Just don’t take my camera of course. 
Hear, hear.
Every now and then I hear about such things, but they are obviously taking place in some alternate universe. Ladies flashing while they’re out boating? Dolly Parton flashing a friend? Why am I never around when these things happen?
Get your fluid levels checked. I’m a hormonal 48 year old who will drop what he’s doing to watch his wife disrobe for bed.
The right hand or foot is bette than a breast, IMHO. But I digress.
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Ditto. In my 36 years on this planet, I have never seen any boobies flashed in public (unless you count man-boobies—yecch!). And I sure as heck haven’t gone out of my way to avoid them; but neither have I gone to places with which that sort of behavior is particularly associated (like Mardi Gras, wild and wanton concerts/parties, etc.). It certainly isn’t “everywhere I look” (alas 
).
People do vary pretty widely in their levels of modesty, depending on things like where they live, what they’re used to seeing other people do, their individual personality, and, of course, how much they’ve had to drink. And I think that, depending on whom you ask and where you go, you’ll find reactions that range all along the shock & embarrassment to no-big-deal scale.
The one time I have seen boobies flashed in public was … disappointing. I was heading into a restaurant for dinner when I noticed a very busty woman and her friend leaving. If I weren’t a thorough gentleman, the words “nice rack” might have entered my mind. It turned out that the woman was also very, very drunk and was leaving because she was being escorted out by a bouncer. In order to show her disdain, she lifted her top and flashed him. Let us just say that there are some presents that should be left in the package – what looked very nice when compressed by layers of cunning elastic did not look so appealing when it was free to cascade down.
I was at Ozzfest a few weeks ago. During the break between Judas Priest and Black Sabbath, a few young ladies decided to have what I have since coined as a “titty-off”. In the end, about eight different girls were up on other guys’ shoulders, and were taking turns pulling up their tops.
And Lord Ashtar saw the titties as they were released from their prisons of cloth, elastic, and wire and said, “They are good.”
My first thought upon seeing this thread title was, “God, I hope so!” Clearly I’m not alone. Heh…
Now, I’m not prone to flashing people, as the complications of undoing a 4-hook bra for two seconds of bare skin are just not worth it to me. But if I were the type to flash random people, I don’t think I’d be motivated by disdain. Are you sure she wasn’t just trying to get back in?
Upon returning from Spring Break this year, one of my 18-year-old students copped to the fact that she had been ticketed for flashing a mile and a half of houseboats at Lake Havasu. Unfortunately for her and her companions, there was a policeboat waiting at the far end. :smack:
I’m waiting for that episode of “Girl’s Gone Wild” to be released!
Titties are of the Good, and like CalMeacham I will stop what I am doing to watch my wife free the twins from their odious bondage.
If it’s not too bold to say so, I’d be happy to lend a hand. My generously endowed ex-wife despised wearing her (as she put it) torture device, and she greatly appreciated my ability to unhook the damned thing surreptitiously – and one-handed.
Your willingness to help is greatly appreciated. Alas, as you’re quite far away from me and my hooks, I will content myself with the knowledge that there is one man in all the world who is even capable of mastering the **Four-Hooked Brassiere of Entrapment and Restriction **(Which Also Lifts And Separates). 
I am definitely looking in the wrong places…
My ex was particularly impressed when my skills developed sufficiently to unfasten all four hooks at once – and on the first try.
Sadly, since our separation two years ago, I’ve had no opportunity to practice.
But tush! I am puling! I do look forward to redeveloping this skill once I have made the acquaintance of a suitable and willing (not to mention geographically adjacent) subject-in-need-of-liberation.
In disdain?
So that was clearly a case of low spirited breast flashing, right?
See, this is the kinda thing I always complain about – us nice guys never even get a glimpse, but the annoying types get flashed “in disdain”.
[Tevye] May all the women in the world disdain me!
And may I never recover![/Tevye]
No. Most folks have a modicum of decency. Others obviously don’t. But they are still, fortunately, in the minority.
I’ll tell you what’s weird. Whenever I’m at a photoshoot of a naked owman, which is quite frequently, they are really comfortable about sitting around naked, topless, or bottomless, while we’re having a casual conversation. They hadn’t met me until a half hour beforehand, but there they are showing me their bits.
My point is, once they get past the initial daring act of showing a bit of nakedness, then it’s really no big deal for them to show more and more of it at any time. The increased amount of boobie flashing that’s going on in the world is not to be shocking, so much as at last they are in a place where they can do what they wnat, what they have always felt was, to them, no big deal anyway, i.e. showing off flesh.
Now watch as the hits on my weblink skyrocket.
Yeah, because there’s nowhere else on the internet where we can see women’s breasts.
YES! YES! PLEASE YES!!