Discretion: Not on My Blog!

Here is an excerpt from a letter I received last night, from someone who found my “This, That and The Other” blog to be distasteful.

“I am offended that you claim to be a follower of Christ and then talk publically about sexual activity and body parts.  You should use more discretion.”

I love these people.  I love the people in this world that are so stuffy and so set in their ways that they cannot fathom the possibility that someone like me, the sexual-body-parts-writing- blogger,  might be sitting in a pew next to them on Sunday morning… and what’s worse is I might have woken up early and had sex before going to church.  Gasp! 

 

 

Somehow, no matter what I write, someone, somewhere always has to bring God into it by saying, "How can you call yourself a Christian and...blah,blah,blah."

 

Yes, I’m a Christian who talks openly about sex and who complains that my breasts aren’t as perky as I’d like them to be.  I’m the Believer who believes that God created us to need human touch, to have a natural sexual curiosity and to crave things that make us feel better and look good. 

If my sexual openness offends you as a human being, I apologize. If it offends you as a Christian, then that’s your problem and not mine.  I don’t write articles of porn, nor do I post pictures of pornographic images.  I may post something sultry or sensual from time to time, but sensuality is a part of who we are as humans.  The allure of romance is what draws us closer to one another.  Our innate need to feel wanted is what drives us to pursue a suitable partner.  We require connection with others in many forms, because we were not designed to be alone. 

As for the human body, I believe it is one of God’s most remarkable creations.  It’s art.  It’s life.  It is to be treasured and adored.  It is also comedy, especially as we age.  I will most assuredly discuss sagging breasts and floppy penises as my number of birthdays increase.  It’s who I am and it has nothing to do with my heart for God or the fact that I am a Believer.

The question was:  Should I use more discretion?  The answer is:  Not on my blog.  ~

"This, That & The Other"

I was reading about a study that was conducted on 300+ women between the ages of 18-35 years regarding the effects of wearing a bra versus going braless. The study concluded that wearing a bra actually weakens muscles and causes more sagging.  You can read the study here.

I’m throwing a red flag, at least until further information is gathered.

 

 

First, how much sagging does that age demographic have?  I mean, why aren’t we conducting this study on women between the ages of 40-60 years?

Second, what size breasts are we studying?  If the 300+ women all belong to the itty-bitty-titty-committee than this is a moot point; however, if we’re studying DD’s then I have a difficult time believing that braless is better.

Third, were the researchers male or female, because (call me cynical) but I think men have a sexual incentive toward a scientific declaration that women are healthier braless.

More than any of the above reasons, I have two causes to object and both of them are attached to the front of my body.  For fun, let’s call them “This and That.”  Now, “This and That” are an average C in size.  They aren’t huge, but they’re not small potatoes either.  That being said, the mere thought of them slopping around in braless bliss is, well, uncomfortable.  If I bend over to pick something up, their likely to fall around my ears, and if I jog down the stairs, I could end up in the hospital.  Seriously, they need to be contained!

Now, I see some smaller breasted women wearing cute little halter tops without bras, and their breasts sit nicely in place…all perfectly perky…and I think to myself, “They look good.”  But “This and That” don’t sit perky or properly when braless.  They go wild.  They’re completely out of control.  They dive out of the sides, squeeze out of the top and smash themselves downward.  Truly, I tell you, they must be contained!

I envy women with breast implants because they can pull off a braless look like no one’s business!  They’re breasts are perky and round and ripe and always, always look good.  “This and That”…. well, not so much.  Women with implants can lie on their back and they’re breasts stay right where they belong.  “This and That” flop to the sides and try to hide in my arm pits.  Implanted breasts are like dogs that have gone through obedience school and exceled, while “This and That” are like the mutts that got kicked out of class for pooping on the carpet and chasing the neighbor’s cat.

Sigh.  I’m thankful to have breasts…but sometimes I wish “This and That” were well behaved enough to take them out in public, braless.  Maybe in time I’ll get them lifted, sucked, tucked, or whatever it is doctor’s do these days to reign them in.  “This and That” are a hand full… and don’t even get me started on “The Other.”  <wink>

Cosmetic Enhancement of Inner Beauty

Last weekend I was in a clothing store, trying on jeans.  From behind my closed dressing room door, I overheard a conversation.  I didn’t really mean to eavesdrop, but it’s kind of hard to NOT hear what someone in the next dressing room is saying.  Anyway, the gist of it was that a young woman was trying on dresses for an upcoming event.  She didn’t like any of the dresses and the older woman, whom I presumed to be her mother, was getting frustrated.  They had been to several stores before this one.  The mother remarked that the young woman was being too picky and that she had several beautiful gowns from which to choose.  The young woman grunted and I could hear the exasperation in her exhale. 

Stepping out of my dressing room, I glanced to the left to see the young woman standing in front of the full-length mirror at the end of the room.  She was wearing a long, black, gown and she looked stunning.    Her mother stood behind her with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. 

“What’s wrong with this one?!”  She demanded.

“Nothing.  Everything.  The same thing.”  The young woman then burst into tears, covered her face with her hands and rushed back into her dressing room.

The mother begrudgingly followed.

Their conversation from that point forward was heart-wrenching, and I found myself saying a prayer for the younger woman as I tiptoed out of the dressing room.  The young woman wasn’t unhappy with the dress selection, she was unhappy with her body.  She had very small breasts and felt she was unable to fill out the dresses in the manner in which they were designed to be worn.  Her mother thought she was being ridiculous.  At one point, the young woman sobbed and said she was going to get implants; wherein the mother told her that messing with the body God gave her would be sinful.  She said, “it’s a sin even thinking about it!”

The hair on the back of my neck stood erect.  I wanted to say something, but I knew it wasn’t my place.  Still, I left the store feeling irked and flushed with anger. 

Cosmetic surgery is NOT sinful.  God doesn’t care whether you have small breasts or large ones.  He’s more concerned with what lies behind your breasts….your heart.  If there is something about your body that causes you to sob when you look in the mirror, then fix it if you can.  If something about your appearance has become a self-degrading weapon, get rid of it if you can.  If you have the means to make yourself feel better about YOU, then do it. 

The market is flooded with acne medication.  Is it sinful to use it?  I mean, God gave you the skin you have, right?  Rubbing acne medication on your skin or taking an anti-acne pill changes the dynamic of your skin, right?  So, is it wrong  to do it?  NO!  So, why is cosmetic surgery any different?

Both are forms of vanity….but here’s a reality check.  We are ALL vain; and to some degree we should be.  As my aunt says, “Vain people look better.”  It’s okay to care about your appearance.  It’s okay to want to look good and feel good about how you look.   Just don’t let it become the most important thing in your life….because true beauty shines from the inside out. 

That being said, there is nothing wrong with enhancing the outside package.  If there is something about your body that bothers you….then look into having it changed.  I know women who have had face lifts, implants, tummy tucks, nose jobs, liposuction, etc.  We tuck it, pluck it, hide it, lift it, minimize it, plump it, paint it, and suck it in, etc.; all for beauty’s sake.    So, whatever you have to do to feel good about yourself and your appearance, do it. 

Just remember that inner beauty is what really matters... and there's nothing wrong with cosmetically enhancing it.  ~