Real women--and real men, but maybe not real small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri--have pores in our skin. We come in all shapes, sizes, and colors, and all of us, in all those shapes, have pores.
By this--not by weight, shape, or age--may you tell the real woman from the airbrushed model.
By this--not by weight, shape, or age--may you tell the real woman from the airbrushed model.
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For some reason this post brings to mind...
It was quite the surreal experience.
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(Meanwhile, I would think that if the small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri are indeed furry, they'd have to have pores for the fur to come out.)
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("Mating", here, is defined fairly loosely as "a process in which portions of the genetic code of two or more individuals are mingled to create new individuals.")
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Quite right. I'm not sure about the fluff on pussywillows, but the normal "hairs" on leaves are direct extensions of epidermal cells (called trichomes). Plants have pores on their leaves, but they are entirely separate structures from the hairs.
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I can tell you, spending too much prepubescent time with my dad's Playboys led me to believe I would have tiny little boy-like areolae, and MAN did that not happen.
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My grandma's nipple-areas were nowhere near as big; my mom's covered like the WHOLE FRONT of her boob (as, of course, do mine now).
Luckily my now-husband has helped me get over most of my body disphoria.