First, let me go on record as saying I've got nice tits. You can ask my husband, he'll vouch for them. My tits are natural, no silicone or bags of saline or peanut oil or whatever they are putting in implants these days. Not to mention, they come complete with a matching set of nipples.

Plastic Breasts for Demonstration Purposes Only
Personally, I like my nipples. They are a handy little piece of value added architecture during sex. (I know they have other purposes, but I've been sterilized, so I'm not going to be anyone's wet nurse in this lifetime. ) They also add a nice focal point for my breasts. Without them, I would just have two swollen, not quite as fun, bags of tissue hanging off my pectoral muscles.
When I was younger, and they were substantially higher on my body's geography, I was quite fond of flashing my tits in sarcastic response to any number of questions. (Little trick I learned from Meryl Streep in Silkwood.) I was even brazen enough to wear sheer blouses without a camisole or bra underneath. I liked my tits, and didn't care who saw them. I still don't.
Which is why I am so utterly confused by the lingerie industry's desire to hide my nipples from view. So occasionally they perk up and you can see them through my top. So what? What harm is that to you? Why are you so damn afraid of my nipples?
This morning I saw an advert for Bali's line of Concealers with their "revolutionary concealing petals for complete modesty." And frankly I took offense. Are you calling me immodest, arrogant, overbearing and showy because I'm not afraid to have my nipples perk-up through my t-shirt?

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I'll grant you that pasties have been around forever, and I'm all good with a nice pair that include tassels. Personally I'd like to learn how to swing them around in circles going in opposite directions. That right there is a mad skill. But I draw the line at burying my pesky perky nipples under a bandage or a couple of layers of cotton padding in a full coverage/t-shirt bra.

Braza Petal Nipple Covers, courtesy of Braza.com
Seriously, I gotta ask ya. Why the hell are you so damn afraid of my nipples? They don't bite.

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Now that I am getting defined pecs for the first time in my life I even like my itty bitty man nips poking through shirts. Do you think they would look even better if I took the Lance Armstrong supplement from your post--oh wait, silly me, those man-nips are from google and are not a part of of your essay.
Please update with the puppies. Just kidding, NOT! ; )
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See here: http://img.alibaba.com/photo/50246019/Silicon_Nipples.jpg
Or I could just switch to another channel. : )
very creepy...
http://www.imagebam.com/image/8387b538749940
My Friend has the same nipple 'issue'
I mean:`If it's cole her nipples swells.
She ride a packed elevator? 'Um Swell!
A dummy mannequin may have nipples.
Mannequin aren't fun. I love Lady nipples.
She refuses to use duct tape on her nipples.
Nipples don't bite! Yes! 'Um fun to nibbles.
I can't explain this! Yea! O write a e- males?
This is outside my jurisdiction. okay. butts!
Remember? October 22? We have a party?
My birthday?
It's on Oct. 22!
So is other folk!
Share pacifiers?
It is dang goofy!
My pure thought?
O Pure Intentions!
Thank You. Ah! O!
tassels? You toots!
I meant:`You cute!
Ya say:`go pervert!
The world's so silly!
shimmy? okay okay!
okay? on October 22?
but there is the larger question of how do you get a man to put in a day's work if he is continually reminded that he could be frolicing in the hay? you're lucky america hasn't gone for the moslem solution.
then there's the wives problem, having caught him, how to keep him?
humans were meant to wander around the savanna, picking berries and throwing stones at hyenas. not surprising if problems arise in city living. but, speaking as a confirmed and unashamed leerer at women, i believe nipples should definetely be on the social 'ok' list.
my question is what the hell is a concealing petal??
very cute post which raises a valid question.
Raited.
Just sayin'.
Rated for honesty, humor, and rank sexploitation!
I'm sorry you take such offense to the discussion of nipples on OS, mine or anyone's. I didn't realize this was such a low brow discussion. Frankly this week I've grown a wee bit tired of the discussions of Obama's mission in healthcare, Sarah Palin, the death squads, the GOP, and how long granny has to live. Maybe I'm a light weight, maybe I've got a limited vocabulary that includes swear words like nipples, tassels and "fuck you very much" or maybe it's because yesterday I had to tell both of my niece's that their granny was dead... Who knows? So, I decided to go with fluff post. Regardless, I still want to know why you're so afraid of my nipples.
Comments about buttons popping. Burned lips from hot cigarettes, and Shaker hymn song.
I love to diverse music:`harmonica, juice harp, guitar, cello, banjo, piano, Bach's medieval pump organ, washboard and thimble, bass harp, violin,
or,
an accordion.
I love to bang.
Bang cymbals.
or,
bang gentle a hip.
Nature is like this.
Nature entertains.
Nature's so diverse.
I am Surly agreeable.
Ya smack thee thighs.
Oh iamsurly. Oct. 22?
O love you as you are.
I do sneak a puffs too.
Is this an endearment?
I am always offending?
I am offering the peace.
Ay non judgmental kiss!
Watch Nature outsides?
And go flop in haystack!
What heehaw holy fun!
Jesu and Mary is merry!
See a Gospel Good New?
I love the scripture verse.
"Jesus was seen kissing Mary repeatedly on the lips." This old scroll was found the year I was born, 1948, in the monastic dessert sect of those who fled for their Dear Life when the Romans were gonna kill those eccentrics who hung around with constructive critic:`Jesus, who was born illegitimate? He was the Bethlehem Nazarene. The scroll was preserved from the 1st century. Some children were throwing rocks into a open-hole. The children heard a clay pot break. In the clay pot they found in the dry dessert there was an untampered with Good News Gospel Of Thomas. I always tell Mennonites that's my favorite scripture verse. Why no tell the truths?
Behave.
Honest.
The great neighborhood Mennonites have these Scripture signs that are about 18 X 12. One day the Sigh may say:`
Blessed are the Pure in Heart, from Matthew 5?
Then another side will say:`
Blessed are the Peacemakers.
The signs are changed each week.
Last week? Prepare to enter Eternity.
They are great community organizers.
They visit the farm for Cottage Meeting.
They can fix tractors and bake great bread.
Bless their good heart and bunny cotton tales.
I don't get into the guilt. Someone else decide.
I do believe in a- moral guilt. Ruin. Immortality.
I'll make a new sign:`Kiss thy neighbor on thee lips.
Please take a cigarette butt out from thy plump lips.
If I attend a eulogy? No address rage or past abuses.
Thanks for last night pleasant dreams. Ah! Sure fun.
As a woman with a lovely A-cup, I'd love to find those sheer, soft-cup bras that add just a hint of allure. Alas, they don't make them and I'm stuck going bra-less. While not a bad idea, sometimes I want the sexy strut that comes with a hidden bit of lace.
And yes, I AM afraid of your nipples:P
Right?
not all of us are completely level -- so, without the perky cover-ups, would we look like this:
(. ) (*)
Rated. Thanks!
But what I totally don't get is when other women act all afraid of each other's nipples. As in:
"Oh my god, ew, you can see her nipples through that shirt!"
The scandal! What to do! Bitches.
I like what goes in the front, but what your packing in the back- can make a guy want to mack.
Rated
KoB- How did I guess you were a professional?
What do I win?
Leeandra - sounds like you got the bonus prize! I can't make mine do any nifty tricks... :)
Rated. I'd rate once for each nipple if it would let me.
But America seems to be full of both prurience and prudery about this particular aspect of women's anatomy, and Amcericans display the worst half of both attributes. They want us to hide this natural, and in my case pretty darn visible, part of our bodies in a way that would do credit to an Iranian Mullah.... until they want to ogle them. Nipples, seem to be the focal point of the fear. They feed babies, they act as an erogenous hot button, and for some, they appear more frightening than the smoking gun.
Wonder what would have happened if Condi had flashed us right then while sayin "We don't want the smoking gun to be a mushroom cloud..."
thursday has officially become 'no bra day' for me at work, with no complaints (and apparently no one even notices until i shout 'it's no bra thrusday' and pull up my shirt!).
Well, so much for modern, enlightened society! (Frankly, I'd really rather be a dolphin!!!) And please leave your "twins" alone! I'm pretty certain that they are beautiful just the way they are!