My ex used to threaten to pick me up by my clavical – sadistic bastard! I’ve also got the ankle thing but, alas, flat feet. What about butts? I’ve go NO butt. I want one so bad!
Mine is a weight gauge, pure and simple. Not sure what it would look like if I were really skinny, because that ain’t ever gonna happen, but for someone with boobies and hips (basically a big
hourglass) it does show a bit. I have no problem with it.
5’7, 130 lbs, clavicles easily visible. I have somewhat wide shoulders and long arms and legs. I have the ankle thing going on, too, and high arches. Boobage - I am about a b/c cup. I have very fine bone structure, with bony hands and feet and itty bitty birdbone wrists. Can’t wear bangle bracelets as they fall right off!
I can honestly say that, looking back over my life so far (all 51 years of it), of all the body parts I’ve obsessed over, my clavicles have never even once crossed my mind until today.
I guess they fall into the prominent category, now that they have come to my attention!
Weird. I thought mine were pretty noticeable, but after reading this thread I checked them out in the mirror and they’re really not. I’m going to say it’s because I’m so muscular. I think lighting also has a lot to do with it.
Mine are pretty noticeable, but not so much that they can be used as weapons. (And I’m 5’3", 130 lbs, on average.)
I was going to comment more, but I still haven’t had enough coffee yet today, so it wouldn’t make sense.
I had never thought a think about my clavicle until last summer when a roll of film came back from being developed. Included were a lovely series of photos of me holding my niece, all shot by my 4-year-old son. In none of them did I have a head.
So faced with my headless body all I had to look at was my niece’s sweet face and – lo and behold – my collar bones. Maybe it was the way I was sitting but it was collar- and rib-bone central. I decided that it’s only been in the last few years that I’ve worn any T-shirts that show much clavicle, which is why I’d never noticed it before.
Ah, having children can be so revealing…