My love for les voluptueux

To begin, I am the very antithesis of the full-figured gal. Of course that means there's nothing I love better than les voluptueux - big bones, full breasts, round hips preferably combined with a waist that slides in, even a little. I love it and most of all love it when the woman has the confidence to capitalize on the utter femaleness of her assets. Skirts, belts, jackets that cynch in at the waist with unabashed feminine flutter - lace, ruffles, frilly collars, all that stuff that makes me wish I was that sort of woman.

When I was about 14 years old my sister brought one of these voluptueux home and I followed her around like a love sick puppy. The few times that I saw her she always wore the same dress, it was kind of flowery and flowing with a belt, some kind of a fluffy collar and always always always, even in the house, mary janes with high heels. This was the '70's of course so the look was totally 'in' and utterly fabulous. She was about 18 at the time and new how to wear a dress and, most importantly, recognized that this way of dressing played to her assets. I remember her brother coming in to the house to pick her up a couple of times and he seemed just as entranced as I was.

The next time I spotted one of these babes in a little boutique on Bloor St. (there were still boutiques on Bloor st. back then) in the early '80s where this lovely woman was trying on hats. Again, like her predecessor, she wore a skirt and very feminine blouse, her hair was short and she was uttely feminine and completely lovely. I saw her again waiting in line to pick up tickets at the ballet. She was there with her daughter who must have been about 8 years old. I was so impressed that this 'mother' was still so feminine and attractive. Lucky little girl to learn from such a woman.

Then recently I found another such woman. I would guess that she is mid '30s (not age moyen but no girl) and she was not tall but completely voluptueux wearing a beautiful beige suit with wide legged pants, a short jacket that belted way in and an almost Tudor-like collar setting off her pale colouring. She was so stunning and so comfortable in this outfit that didn't cling, was elegant yet modern and emphasized every curve she had. Such an inspiration.

I regret (again) not having a camera with me so I could show you just what I mean.