The other day my beau and I were wandering through a grocery store looking at magazine covers. There was a car magazine or something with a girl in a bikini somewhat randomly shopped into the corner.
I say to my beau "I think she's bigger than me."
It took me a good 30 seconds to realize that I meant that as an insult to the girl on the magazine cover.
This seems insufficient to leave this explanation in it's entirety to the title of this post, but I'm not sure how else to describe this feeling.
Why is she considered beautiful, even though she's bigger than me?
There are explanations, most of them have to do with my perhaps being ugly or less busty or crazy... but the conflict in my mind is still there. Size is extremely important to me, even if I know it's not the same (or at least to the same degree) for other people.