Kevbo, I never want strangers to mention my breasts to me. Ever. If I leave my house topless, if I leave my house in a potato sack, I don't want strangers to say anything to me about my breasts. At all.
I also don't want to hear about my ass, legs, crotch or any individual body part not growing on my head from a stranger, unless I have failed to notice said part has caught fire.
If I dress to flatter my figure, I expect people to notice. I admit that I like compliments too. However, I just want to hear that I'm found pretty, or that I have on a nice outfit. An appreciative glance is flattering. A leer is not. I don't find any of this to be a contradiction. I expect people to know what is and is not polite! Everyone's mother figure has told them at some point that staring is rude.
I think the ladies pretty much explained my post for me.
As for changing my wardrobe I'll say this: though I always hope for compliments my clothes are worn primarily for me! I wear them because I want to look nice, and I have an image of myself that I prefer to see reflected in the mirror.
Oh. Crackoff, I was wearing a heavy winter coat when my brasts were told in a heavy Jamaican accent that the speaker liked their figure. To his credit, he followed that up by smiling and looking me in my rolling eyes. And I could wear stinky, recycled garbage bags and the first thing people would notice might still be the size of my breasts. Also, I disagree that I need to feel greatful that I'm hot enough for people to mistreat just because some fashionless frump in Podunk can't turn heads. That shit is not gonna fly over here!
Sorry -- been away for a few days. I appreciate the response, and I respect your opinion. I want to put forward, though, that I have run into women, plenty of them (mostly on the younger but still legal side), that are very busty, dress quite provocatively, and expect to be recognized for it in some way. I don't mean leering or dumb comments like "Nice tits!" or stuff that is, frankly, unimaginative, but something closer to noticing the display and playfully commenting on it in a positive way. Something like a quick glance down at the cleavage and then a chirpy (looking into her eyes) "My god, Monica, a man could get lost in there for days". It's always a judgment call and it depends on many things, such as personality, general ambience, amount of alcohol ;->, etc., but I know from experience that very often the comment is appreciated if done with playful respect.
Now, I'm not saying in any way that any woman who shows cleavage deserves commentary on it. Maybe it's just hot outside or the top you have on is your favorite for any number of reasons having nothing to do with attracting men's hardwired attentions. I understand all that. But it can be a little tricky sometimes to tell which camp a woman falls in: the I-am-showing-them-off-and-it-may-be-okay-to-say-something camp or the this-cleavage-is-incidental-and-don't-say-a-word-about-it camp. I guess that's where I'm headed with all this. Is it all context driven? Not to make up rules or unfair expectations, but if you wear a low-cut top to a bar on a Friday night or some similar social/meat-marketish gathering, should you be more, uh, relaxed about attention paid to your bosom?
We can let this rest if you wish, I just wanted to point out that cleavage is, from a male perspective, often a land-mine in social situations.
Kevbo
wasnt going for originality points.
