Whether it's the result of some form of female insecurity that prompts us to ask those kinds of questions, or we just enjoy seeing that 'deer in the headlights' look on guys, I don't know; but there's a genre of questions that guys hate to be asked because they fear that an answer they give might get them in trouble. And, they're not sure sure of what the safe alternative, if any, is.
As a minister once put it, the first time such a question first occurred was in the Garden of Eden, when Eve asked Adam, "Is my butt too big, or may I eat this apple?" Adam then existentially confronted The Fall.
Since Adam hadn't gone to Law School, and learned to squirm out of a troublesome question, you know the rest of the story.
Anyway, when it comes to boobs and butts, most guys operate on a simple algorithm: Bigger is better! We're different: we're sort of programmed to feel our appearance is deficient but improveable in some way. Blame it on advertisements, I guess. Just don't ask your guy, "Do you think I need a boob job?" And, above all, don't ask your priest!
Some things are not on their radar screen: "Am I wearing too much make-up?" "Am I showing through this blouse or t-shirt?" "Do you prefer Hollandaise dressing or Vinegarette dressing on your salad?" "How do you like this tango lesson?" "Would you like to see Twilight?" "Am I too moody?"
Questions of this type are asked sometimes, to ensure that guys are paying full attention. But most of the time, out of simple insecurity.
Still, sometimes things come up that are the topic of valid curiosity. For example, there was the item last week regarding men's preferences for women's bikini waxing. I just wouldn't have the heart to ask my Semi-Platonic guy friend Dee-Doh which he preferred.
But I might ask my Guardian Angel Steve, just to tease him!
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