Oral fixation

I love Shakira. I think she is gorgeous. Oozes sex appeal and is a great dancer, not to mention a talented singer as well and yet inspite of all this she seems to be highly affected or shall I say disturbed by a particular attribute of hers.
She has been obsessing over it in so many of her songs. "My breasts are small and humble so you don't confuse them with mountains". Also "Next to her cheap Silicone I look minimal. That's why in your eyes I am invisible".
Is she pointing it out herself so that she does not feel humiliated when someone else does or is she trying to make a statement. "Hey! I don't care. I am tiny. Big deal". But the very fact that she mentions it over and over means she cares. A lot.
Why do we waste our time trying to please men? Or get their attention, affection, devotion? End of the day do they really make us feel good? Or loved, wanted, beautiful, precious, anything positive at all? And if they do, for how long? Do we somehow always end up feeling shortchanged?
We are troubled, anxious, conscious of each and every flaw in ourselves. Be it physical, emotional, anything. Why do we constantly flog ourselves over them?
One thing I like about men is that they come to terms with their flaws. Actually love themselves for their flaws. Flaunt them. They are proud of them. They even hone them. They make them sharper, crueller, more hurtful.
And hell we love them for that. That is what draws us to them. The BAD BOY! Just like iron nails are drawn to a magnet. There is nothing the nails can do to resist the pull. The only choice is to give in, let go and to be drawn.
Point is men are just as confused and disillusioned and vulnerable as we are. They just don't kill themselves for being so.
Your flaws are what make you you. Each of your quirks, your idiosyncrasies define you. Make you stand apart, make you different from the sea of humanity inhabiting the earth. Change the things you can if they bother you or others too much. But essentially be yourself.

So all you Shakiras don't waste your time mulling over some unchangeable, inconsequential, pointless, meaningless, unimportant flaws of your own and stop trying to become another person in order to please the current man in your life. Instead indulge yourself, take pride in yourself, be your own biggest fan and you'll realise that you don't need a man to make you feel wonderful