I used to hate my boobs. Don't get me wrong, they look fabulous in a really good bra with a low cut shirt, but I always hated the way they looked naked. I never wanted to show them to anyone. I thought they were big and heavy and floppy. The guys I dated always said they loved them, but I figured that was only the polite thing to say... until I started showing them off at play parties per the request of a boyfriend or my now Daddy Dom. Every time I show them off, men AND women give me compliments and they want to touch them. It definitely makes me feel better. Moral of the story: We women are terrible self criticizers. We always compare ourselves to what we think is the idealistic body or hair or whatever, and we can't live up to the unrealistic picture that we have stuck in our heads. Maybe we should cut ourselves some slack and when people around us give a compliment, take it... and try to believe that what we are is beautiful. Because we are.
I still hate the way my tits look, but I'm learning to trust in what others tell me, and forge ahead.
Ummmm.... did this just sound like a cheeseball commercial for self confidence in girls or what?