Actingup
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Thanks very much for this thread. Back when I was a naive young author (ok, last year), I put in a snarky comment about breast descriptions in my first story. This was before I knew that there was such a thing as an author's forum.
"Her head was partly hidden by a floppy hat and sunglasses, but I could see that she was a brunette with tanned skin and a long ponytail. Not that this particularly mattered to me at the time -- her hair could have been green and she could have been an 80 year old man for all I cared right then, but I know some readers will want to know. I draw the line at estimating her bra size at this point in the story though, because frankly that's a bit creepy and any guy who claims to be able to do that at first glance is not somebody you want to be around."
(for completeness, later in the story I said "Her gorgeous, teardrop shaped breasts tumbled out, with compact, brown aurorae and small nipples that seemed to stiffen and stand out slightly under my appreciative gaze.")
Anyway, much to my surprise, people picked up on it in the comments:
I was a instant fan of yours from “I draw the line at estimating her bra size at this point in the story though, because frankly that's a bit creepy and any guy who claims to be able to do that at first glance is not somebody you want to be around.” I knew I was going to like the rest of the story, and I was not wrong
I really became a fan when reading your statement about the bra size. I wish more authors had the same insight. Most women don’t even have their own ones correct. And I frequently read stories here depicting ladies who look like Bulgarian pole vaulters from the 1970’s judging by the bra sizes
I might add that like others I was enchanted by your masterly takedown of the bra size brigade.
Right, so the lesson was validated there, but I'd never really thought about the positive things to do with breasts (so to speak). In avoiding discussion of bra sizes, I just haven't talked about them as much as I could have. As I should have. I'm going to try harder. Thank you for the prompt.
"Her head was partly hidden by a floppy hat and sunglasses, but I could see that she was a brunette with tanned skin and a long ponytail. Not that this particularly mattered to me at the time -- her hair could have been green and she could have been an 80 year old man for all I cared right then, but I know some readers will want to know. I draw the line at estimating her bra size at this point in the story though, because frankly that's a bit creepy and any guy who claims to be able to do that at first glance is not somebody you want to be around."
(for completeness, later in the story I said "Her gorgeous, teardrop shaped breasts tumbled out, with compact, brown aurorae and small nipples that seemed to stiffen and stand out slightly under my appreciative gaze.")
Anyway, much to my surprise, people picked up on it in the comments:
I was a instant fan of yours from “I draw the line at estimating her bra size at this point in the story though, because frankly that's a bit creepy and any guy who claims to be able to do that at first glance is not somebody you want to be around.” I knew I was going to like the rest of the story, and I was not wrong

I really became a fan when reading your statement about the bra size. I wish more authors had the same insight. Most women don’t even have their own ones correct. And I frequently read stories here depicting ladies who look like Bulgarian pole vaulters from the 1970’s judging by the bra sizes

I might add that like others I was enchanted by your masterly takedown of the bra size brigade.
Right, so the lesson was validated there, but I'd never really thought about the positive things to do with breasts (so to speak). In avoiding discussion of bra sizes, I just haven't talked about them as much as I could have. As I should have. I'm going to try harder. Thank you for the prompt.