Do you know about the French acceptance of breast feeding in public? Here, in our anti-tit society, breast feeding is pretty much on par w/ exposing your dick to a 2nd grader. Wondering if it's different over there...

I think I'll have fish for lunch today...

I never see French women breastfeeding. Maybe because I'm not looking for it. Never thought about it.

I wrote to my friend Chantal, who wrote back (I've left her English pretty much as-is, because I find it kind of charming!):

A lot of women breast feed their babies, I guess they just do not do it too much in public but I occasionally see women doing it on terrasses, the other day I saw one at a bus stop. They are pretty discret when they do it and if you do not pay attention you do not notice it. Many of my friend do it or did it for their babies. In France people say you have to do it at least for three months if you want all the benefice of it.My nieces and nephews were all breast fed.
Bon appetit Chantal

(Love her "bon appetit" sig.)

I'm thinking America's phobia with public breasts is less about "breasts" and more about "nipples".

Jesus must hate nipples, I guess.

I'm sure Mary M wore one of those big Playtex bras at all times.

Well, if breasts were all about breast feeding, then this would be a different planet than what it is, wouldn't it? And nobody gets to choose, not even the people who have breasts.

Well, here's a question: Large nipples or small? Do men have a preference?

Its all about proportionality. And attitude; a woman who feels good about her breasts is a joy forever.

Well, I've been told mine are firm, fresh and fun to look at! BF says they're also fun to fondle. o_O

Tits.

Tits, tits, tits, tits... Tits.

> people just go about their
> business like they do when
> the breasts are clothed?

Not in this neighborhood, and not in this house.

Meanwhile, back in Paris: http://urltea.com/1jte

Where is the pussy-cat-caller? I think he'd like in on this thread...

...I just brought up breast feeding b/c I know that doing it in public has caused some controversy here and it has to be linked to the public boobphobia. Just trying to dig a little deeper - thanks to your friend!

Conclusion: They're tits. They're cool. Sometimes they're for feeding sometimes for fun...but chill out America. No need to sue over Janet's boob flash.

"Dancing has changed me," says Sofian, a 15-year-old from a tough Paris suburb who discovered Tecktonik recently.

"Before I was on the street. I was at the police station everyday. It's been two or three months now since I did anything stupid."

See what you started, Crid?

"I never see French women breastfeeding."

But haven't you seen them openly wielding shit-laden diapers in restaurants? I seem to remember a blog entry (with photo) about some idiotic French bitch changing a diaper on a restaurant table.

I like Crid's Law:
"A lot of courtesy is about dealing with the way gasses, liquids and solids move in and out of the body when others are nearby. "

Breast feeding is perfectly fine, kind of a pleasant sight even, until I know when your baby is full before you do.

As I noted on a previous entry, when a French person is dancing, it's often hard to tell whether they're moving to the music or just having a seizure. Always have found it peculiar that they are so lame at it.

I encountered an abundantly endowed young lady of about 18 in a tight t-shirt with the caption:

“Why don’t you take a picture, it lasts longer?”

I am still trying to work out that logic. What I have so far is:
“I have large breasts, I refuse to be ashamed of that and you are an asshole.”

Does that sound about right?

It actually means "Stare at my tits. Stare really hard. And then allow me to pretend I hate you for it."

Women who don't want you to look at their tits wear a mumu.

..."I am still trying to work out that logic. What I have so far is:“I have large breasts, I refuse to be ashamed of that and you are an asshole.”

Does that sound about right?

Depends if the slogan was in teeny-tiny print, martin.

I dunno, Jody... Martin's friend reminds me of the woman someone wrote about here once who in her late 30's (!) went to a fern bar for the first time, got meekly hit on, and felt compelled to slap the guy.

Young (and naive) women like to think sexual allure is their own property that they can shine like a flashlight.

Wrong planet.

It was meant to be a pleasant joke about font sizes, Crid.

Not a fierce defence of faded flowers in fern bars using their fists.

J.T., hee hee, I've seen those, there's another one with teeny print that says: Nosy little fucker, aren't you? I like that one. Nope, hers was in,
BIG GIANT PRINT and bold color so you couldn't miss it from across the room.

You're all Arial/26 to me.

TO: Amy Alkon
RE: I'm Reminded....

....of Lydia and the Swan.

Regards,

Chuck(le)
[Porn is where you find it.]

Is that the porn version of "Leda and the Swan"?

Let me make one thing perfectly clear: I like boobs. The particulars depend upon the circumstances, but it's one of those general rules of life: boobs are good.

Sweet. I can post again. What a good way to come back.

"Well, here's a question: Large nipples or small? Do men have a preference?

Well, obviously the answer is, "Two."

But not one of each.

> Large nipples or small? Do men have a preference?

I find the big, puffy and/or pointy ones extraordinarily attractive. The other kinds I just find extremely attractive.

About the only two things that make breast unattractive are belonging to nasty women or being the cause of furniture disease: when her chest is in her drawers.

> breast unattractive

breasts

Must quit thinking about them and get blood to brain now.

TO: Amy Alkon
RE: Is That It?

"Is that the porn version of "Leda and the Swan"?" -- Amy Alkon

Thanks for correcting me.

I'd recently watched Hepburn, Grant and Stewart in The Philidelphia Story. The song about Lydia the Tattooed Lady was rattling around in the limestone core I call a brain.

Regards,

Chuck(le)
[On her back in the Battle of Waterloo....]

Puffies are the best. I would really like to get me some perfect puffy nipples and slap'em back and forth. I dont really know what the attraction is, something must have happened during my younger days and one of the first times I got a woman to let me play with her tits, they popped out of her blouse and the nipples were all puffy, I was fixated and couldnt stop staring. At the same time i had this rush of adrenaline and pure teenage hormone fire so strong that still to this day, whenever any of those memories are triggered I go instantly hard as a rock.

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