So, you’re saying that all I need to do is say “i am jealous” and…
At any rate, Dinsdale, I applaud you.
hh (6’2"-and lovin’ it!")
I was a late bloomer. I was an A cup in high school. 7 years after graduation, I’m roughly a B+/C-, depending on the lingerie and the exact style. I haven’t noticed any change in male attention – or female attention, for that matter. Dragonblink mentioned the tits/tummy rule above and pretty much as soon as I found myself even barely on the top-heavy side of the line I quit really thinking about it.
Honestly, a lot of the time, I think the girls who lament about not having large enough breasts are looking for that first-impression ‘oomph’. A lady of any cup size can be dressed in a way that makes her look classy and attractive for the whole evening, but flashing acres of boobage is a good immediate attention booster. I’ve noticed among my friends, if a girl has another attribute that’s good for making a first impression, they worry a lot less about whether they’re properly padded. My personal tactic involves having three feet of strawberry blonde hair, so even if I had huge tracts of land, they’d probably be second or third on the list of things people notice. XD
- Yumemi, who is 5’2", for the record, and will consider any guy she doesn’t have to look downwards to smile at.
I am 5 ft 7 and lived with a woman for 5 yrs that was 6 ft. I never ,never thought about it unless someone mentioned it. It means nothing.
As for big boobs that too is over rated Anything more than an armfull is a waste.
If you’re 5’7, i’m at least 5’8, which pushes me towards average.
Methinks you’re full of it, Old One.
Well that’s just stupid.
-threemae
6’2"
I’ve found that my sense of perspective concerning womens’ breasts to be somewhat skewed. Female friends who I consider to be quite impressively well endowed turn out invariably to be B-Cup girls. At 5’7, I prefer girls to be somewhat shorter than me (wide hips are also a plus :D)
AngelicGemma, although belrix is overstating things (and maybe projecting some of his own insecurities), we Americans do tend to value being tall more than any other physical trait in men. This varies somewhat across regions and cultures, and is probably truest in the western part of the country where belrix is located.
In occupations where authority is vested (corporate CEO, military officer, etc.), being tall is definitely a benefit here, even if the job doesn’t actually require physical prowess like a bouncer or policeman. I could see how a short trial lawyer would probably spot a few points to an equally qualified tall opponent. And how a tall trial lawyer might overrate the value of this advantage, leading to an assessment like the one belrix describes.
I’m 5’7", but I can’t remember ever feeling that my height was a hindrance in my career. This may be because I’m in a field (engineering/mathematics) that isn’t about authority – I doubt many people associate problem solving ability exclusively with tall men. It may also be because I’m also very muscular and athletic.
This is true! Why does this happen, I wonder?
I have a few things to say:
I have been everything from a 34B to a 38D (thanks breastmilk & twins) and I’ll take ‘no upper back pain’ any day.
Thanks to having nursed 1-3 children at any given time for 7 years straight, I think of my breasts as functional body parts, not decorative accessories. Imagine if you will an olympic-level runner or bicyclist: she may have REALLY HOT legs in silk stockings and high heels, but she doesn’t think of her legs that way. Neither do I.
Actually, I don’t think of my breasts at all most of the time, any more than I think of my elbows or my earlobes. They’re there, they don’t hurt, they’re not sexual objects except at occasional moments. Other than that, they’re just there. I’m assured they’re very wonderful. I’ll believe that. But it doesn’t affect my daily life very much.
Now, as for the crack about short men…
My TALLEST brother is 5’6". The other two are 5’2" and 5’3". Dad is 5’3". One of my first cousins is 5’2" (and very successful in the Navy, too). I come from a long line of short people. I’m 4’10". I do not see most of them exhibiting ‘Napoleon Syndrome’ or acting or feeling gypped by nature. They are all married to women their height, give or take a couple inches either way. Their clothes fit. People do not mock them. What’s the problem?
I may have married tall (my husband is 5’10" - some may consider this short, but it’s tall to me) but I have to say, the height disparity has its own challenges. I do not like to see photographs of me standing next to my husband. I do not like to see myself standing in mirrors next to my husband. I know there’s nothing wrong with my height, but when I see it like that, it looks like there is, to me. (This may be in part because of comments by people like the OP There are certain sexual positions which I hear are quite delightful, but will never work for us. I would not have minded if he had been a little shorter, or I a little taller. If I were going to ‘compensate’ for anything, it would not be for my ‘small’ breasts!
The problem is people like the OP who just take it as a universal law that short men are are aware that they are inferior.
Like someone said earlier, a lot of behaviors by short men people label as “overcompensating” are labeled as “normal” in taller people. I’m short and I work out several times a week to stay in shape. I see tons of tall people at the gym, doing the exact same thing as I am. But people like the OP hear “short man goes to the gym” and think “must be overcompensating.” It’s insidious.
Hell no. I think there’s a bit of social pressure on guys to be manly, and less on girls to be girly. I like having small boobs. I put zero effort into appearing more feminine. I have long hair, but mostly because I can’t be arsed cutting it so I wear it loose or stick it in a ponytail. I have nice hair. It takes care of itself. Sometimes I try putting it in Communist Girl braids but I always give up because I suck. I don’t wear makeup or perfume, and I don’t use deodorant, though that might be because I never really need it. I only wear pants and long skirts. I own four pairs of shoes. I get mistaken for a guy sometimes. I don’t really mind. I know I’m a girl and that’s what counts.
Damn you and your mad guitar skillz! Dammnnn youuuu! :mad:
5’9 here. Might wish I were 1 inch taller at the MOST. Quite happy with my height thank you very much. I don’t stand out in a crowd, I can blend in with people rather well, and I don’t intimidate people I walk up to either. I also can shop for my clothes anywhere, sit comfortably in movie theater seats, airplane seats, and small cars. I don’t have to duck to walk through most passageways, don’t get sticks and stuff in my hair when walking under trees, and for the most part, the world is MADE for people my height.
It is you tall people that don’t belong. Go out on the prairie and eat some leafs off tall trees. You certainly don’t belong in our theaters, resturaunts, clothing stores and certainly not in our airplanes.
Freaks!
Oh, and I feel sorry for you tall people always hitting your head, getting told “You’re Tall” having problems buying clothes and fitting in small places (which are normal sized by the way).
Have fun with those airplanes. Mwhahaha.
The thing is, I at any rate don’t FEEL inferior. I go about my day, managing my kids and my household, being who I am. I’m normal, I’m happy, things are fine.
Then I see somebody my height (rarely, but it happens). And my first thought is “Geez, she’s short. What’s the matter with her?” And I catch myself. Or I’ll see myself in a mirror next to my husband and for a moment, see myself the way I imagine other people see me, and recoil. Or some “kindly” old lady in a store will start exclaiming over how short I am, and how cute. Ever want to deck an old lady?
Yet I never think of my family’s genes as being anything other than what they are: a combination that has produced exactly what was selected for: shortness. And when we’re together, including my grandparents on either side, and my father’s sister…we all look normal and we all fit.
What I hate most is that when I sit in any typical chair - rocker, recliner, folding, kitchen, you name it - my legs dangle. My back doesn’t reach the backrest. College classes were the worst. I’d like to see some of these taller folks sit in a chair with their legs dangling and no back support for an hour without fidgeting, and tell me how THEY like it.
Breasts? God. They’re the last thing I usually think about. And the implication is “small is bad”. Isn’t that kind of attitude what leads women to feel they have to have a surgeon stick a pair of plastic bags full of saltwater under their skin, so they can be “good enough?” Y’know what? I fed 4 babies the absolutely best food I could provide, frequently at great personal expense in the form of sleeplessness, time, sometimes pain, and in the case of the one kid who never took a bottle or the breast, sitting with a breastpump for hours a day for 22 months, helping that kid go from 3.5 lb immunosuppressed, orally aversive preemie with a heart defect, to a rambunctious healthy toddler. My breasts and I did that. I should have gotten a gold star. Or two - one for each breast.
No, sir, Mr. OP. I feel no need to compensate for them. Now do tell: what real good has your height ever done for you or anyone else?
The only time I’m bothered by my height is when I’m shopping for clothes, and can’t find anything in my size – and then I suppose I’m not really bothered by my height so much as the size of everything in the shops.
I guess some people are hung-up about it, for sure. I’ve had more than one woman ask me if I “minded” going out with women that are taller than me. I don’t get it.
“No way, forget it!”
Cha, right.
what are communist braids?
I’m an unboobed person. I used to have boobs, but lost some weight and my boobs decided they didn’t like that and left.
I don’t really do much to be overly feminine. I wear more feminine clothing than I used to, but that’s because I have better fashion sense and a very different body than I used to. I’ve always had longish hair.
I don’t do a lot psychologically to compensate for stuff. I’m short and definitely wish I were taller (I know, I know, 5’4 is a nice height, it’s average, you’re 5’4 and fine with it, guys want girls who are shorter than them and directors won’t cast a girl taller than the male lead. I still wanna be taller.) so I try to dress in a way that elongates my neck, I wear high heels, I stand up straight, etc. I don’t wish my boobs were bigger, but I do wish my hips and thighs were smaller and in proportion, so I try to dress to make myself look well-proportioned- pushup bras, dark pants, bright shirts, etc.
I’m a guy, 5’11" (barely), 175#, 66 years old: I like women with breasts, although I know a few who have had to sacrifice theirs due to cancer; I like them too. I’ve dated short women, tall women, fat women, thin women, large-breasted and small-breasted women and I’ve come to believe that brains and personality trump breasts every time.
I’ve also noticed that men 6’3" and taller have diminished IQs; the taller the man, the lower the IQ.
Thank god shorter guys aren’t insecure about their height otherwise they’d read this thread, get angry and defensive and then respond.
I am a B to C cup, and by reading this thread I’ve realized I’ve been living in Korea way too long - I’ve gotten used to thinking my boobs are on the big side. In Korea even B cups are hard to find, which makes buying bras an annoying business for me. Thank God I’m moving back to the US this fall. At any rate, I’m perfectly happy with what I’ve got - I’m just barely 5 ft, so big boobs would probably look weird on me anyway.