@dlowan,
dlowan wrote:What do you think?
I'm not really in a position to think any competent thoughts about the matter. A definite non-possessor of a sixpack, I have fallen for a total of four women since puberty, three petite, one big-breasted. Only one of them fell for me too. (She was petite.) So I'm working from the smallest of sample sizes here.
I guess it's possible that this one woman fell for my brains and wit and stuff. On the other hand, our relationship drifted into just-friends territory after maybe half a year, when I had had a really hard time with my theoretical mechanics course, didn't get out much, lived on canned ravioli exclusively, and went from moderately chubby to morbidly obese as a consequence of all that. I suppose you big-breasted women are different. You wouldn't have drifted away into the friend zone like that for such superficial reasons. But there's life for you.
How did we get from conservative politics to my love life again? Perhaps it's because they're both similarly vacuous, and hence good metaphors for each other.