I just had another conversation with a group of guys and girls about breast implants—and this one was particularly disturbing. I’m not sure why this topic always comes up (maybe it’s because Utah is 2^nd to California in most breast augmentations a year), but it seems to more often than not among groups of single adults.

In this conversation, one young, single man compared breast implants to braces—like it was a normal pubescent defect that should be corrected. I immediately was aghast at the statement—telling him that was the stupidest thing I’ve heard. When we live in society where women will feel that if they have small breasts they must have not grown in right (like crooked teeth) and need major surgery in order to correct them. A deviated septum? Sure. Breast Implants? C’mon! (I was later told by a source that this individual had a “fund” set aside for his future wife’s surgery.)

Boobs are overrated anyway. Many large-chested women often complain about their “girls.” They get in the way of exercising, your clothes don’t fit as well, and your upper back is constantly aching.

What I don’t get is how parents reward their daughters with boob jobs for a graduation present. How does one encourage their daughter to increase her intelligence with a reward to increase her breast size? Doesn’t make sense to me.

What if we lived in a world where guys lusted after college degrees as they do breasts? Women could show off those instead.

“Dude, did you see the degrees on that chick? Yea, biology and exercise science. Those are awesome!”

But it wouldn’t be fair for me to assume how a woman with a small chest feels. I’m no Dolly Parton, but I’m no 12-year-old girl either. I can say that I do feel sorry that my small-chested friends feel they have to go such extremes to attract men.

My advice? If you’re so self-conscience about it, then fix it and move on with life. Just get a respectable size and stay away from the porn stars. You don’t want guys to have to hold their hand under their chin just to keep their eyes on your face.

But I’d love to see more women reject the notion that large breasts is the answer. So how ‘bout it girls? Instead of using your hard earned money (or your parent’s hard earned money) to go under the knife, why not think about using that money towards…I don’t know…grad school?

**So if you want to date Jenny, don’t ever mention you are saving money for your wife to get a boob job. It’d end right then and there.