I have to say a couple things (sorry, they are stuck in my mind and don't want to let go):
- I'm sorry. I always get a bit too bothered when I see people classifying others by looks. Conversations don't get better or worse if the person you are talking to, is on your preferred attributes list or not. Sex is not better or worse if they are up to your standards or not. Neither here, in this Fantasy land, nor IRL.
- I'm very sorry. I can't hold back what, for me, feels extremely unfair and ultimately pointless. Boobs are great. I am not in the least attracted to males, but I bet that those that are, feel the same way about male boobs. Nipples are a load of fun. ALL of them.
It saddens me that y'all feel comfortable dressing down this or that model that purports to represent a woman, or a man, based on the looks. Yes, I am FULLY aware that this is a VISUAL medium. But, Visual doesn't automatically mean that all of them have to be attractive. In fact, I have dropped many TV-Shows and Movies, solely because the cast was ALL very beautiful people. It feels artificial, it feels surreal, it feels purposefully insulting.
When Trope95, introduced the students, I was over the moon. Here, for the first time in a AVN, someone dared to introduce non-traditional beauty. Kim, dazzled me. Kate, got me on the first joke. Debbie, oh boy... Lisa, with her perfect looks and lousy disposition. I am still in awe. Then Megan. Then Emma with her thicker waist. Betty with unapologetic age and curves. Meemaw with the wrinkles and signs of age.
Is it perfect? No. There's a lot of room to go further down this line. Not in My Dorm, maybe. But this was a good kick in the wasps nest. Trope95, took a lot of grief, because of it. Because he dared to make non-pretty women. Now, we all look at them, they are "Normal" they feel correct. Because they are.
Yet, there's still a sentiment prevailing that there's a "Perfect" shape for women. That there's a "Perfect" boob size. We haven't learned ANYTHING.
I am very sorry. This is indeed one of the most powerful triggers for me.
If you recall, I told a story couple days ago, about a teacher that I met in a nudist beach. I said she was beautiful. She was. Although, she had her left side covered in scars from a boiling water burn when she was a child. She had recovered a lot of movement, but it still affected her. She had lost her left nipple. For the first few days, she kept that side covered. The first time she showed it to me, it was to tell me the story of it. I was perfectly aware that she was scared of my reaction. The fact that we remained friends tells the rest, I think.
I also told you that I had a Maths teacher that had a face that scared everyone. Yes. She was the sole survivor of a car crash that killed her whole family. She had lost an eye, had her face covered in scars, no clue about the rest of her. She walked with a fierceness and determination that EVERYONE stepped away. Yet, she treated her students, with such tenderness and caring as if we were her children. Looks, DON'T MATTER. That teacher wasn't able to make me love Math, but she made me love HER.
Perfection, is a disease. Inflicted upon us for VERY evil purposes. You'd do well to remove it from your lives.
I am sorry if I went too far.
Peace