They call the Rift Valley in Africa “The Cradle of Life”. It is where life began when God spoke. I don’t doubt that the Rift Valley is where life began. I do know that it is certainly where God perfected the breast. I’m sure he knew that upon creating the breast, he would confuse, confound and forever stir the hearts and loins of Man. Here in the Rift Valley you cannot walk 20 feet or drive a mile without seeing an example of how God created the African woman. No wonder every boy over the age of 12 has gawked at a National Geographic magazine featuring topless African women. I don’t think it has as much to do with the ease of getting our hands on NatGeo (in comparison with Playboy) but more with the fact that the breasts depicted in the magazine are perfect and flawless and without alteration. I wish I’d been here 100 years ago when the African women still walked around without clothing their upper bodies. These days, while they are not exposed, the African women often give us every opportunity to imagine what they’d look like without tops. Sometimes this is a matter of not being able to afford a bra but often it’s a matter of not needing one. Don’t forget that here, the obsession is with legs…breasts are quite normal and often seen quite a lot if you’re around a nursing mother. Even the seemingly dangerous (to the perk and lift that is) nursing does not seem to take away from the beauty of the African breast. I challenge anyone to find a culture or people that has as good looking a breast. Am I obsessed? Damn right I am. I see those pert nipples threatening to poke through a blouse or shirt and my jaw drops and I am mesmerized. I can’t help it and although I wish I could, I also wish to enjoy the art and fashion show that is my life and a tribute to the beautiful, brown, pert, shapely, African breast. Come for the scenery. It truly is the “cradle of life” and there are many sights here you will want to cradle along your way!
{February 25, 2008} Cradle of Life…Certainly Where God Perfected the Breast!
