Dear Tell All: Regarding your request for opinions on a society where everybody fakes it ("Counterfeit World," 08/13/2010), how can you discuss counterfeits without addressing the matter of breast implants? These counterfeits have contributed greatly to the en-hancement of many men's visual pleasures, but what about the rest of it?
How are we supposed to handle these items during our intimate moments? I have heard firsthand that there can be pain associated with such things as a tight hug that would be mutually pleasurable when engaging the natural item.
Does a woman actually feel these are a part of her essence? How does a woman feel about a man who, while trying mightily to look only at her eyes, obviously is pleased by the presence of her artificial protuberances? Do the same rules about staring apply to these items, which are primarily good only for looking at? And once you become aware that your partner's delightful orbs feel more or less like rocks in socks, does she then feel you are a pervert if you continue to be attracted to them? Does that mean you are a pervert?
As the number of implantation surgeries increases year by year, these issues become more important. Perhaps it is time to provide a men's handbook for how to handle an augmented-breast encounter.
Hard-Wired
Dear Hard-Wired: I have limited space, so I'm just going to throw a few random thoughts out there.
Yes, I am a pervert.
Even so, I try my hardest not to think about breasts while at work.
Ladies, it's a fact: Not all men are attracted to large breasts. Don't fall for the madness!
I really hope that the women who choose to have this surgery do so for their own self-esteem and not to please someone else.
I would like the record to show that the phrase "rocks in socks" came from the letter writer, not me. Please send all hate mail to Hard-Wired.
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