Does size really matter when it comes to love and dating? Or at least when it comes to sex?
This question arose not very long ago, when one of my neighbors went out on a date with a guy who was totally awesome ... except that his feet were no bigger than hers (an admittedly horselike size 10 though she herself is a not-unusually-large 5'7"). And she thinks his hands were actually smaller than hers.
"I know I'm big-boned," she said. "But ..."
I finished the sentence for her. "But you fear he will not have a big bone. Er."
"Kinda, yeah," she admitted.
As it turns out, however, she has nothing to fear. A study published in the October 2002 issue of the British Journal of Urology International found that there was absolutely no correlation between the size of a man's feet, hands, or nose and the length of his dong. (Snopes.com even debunked it.)
And I know from personal experience that the whole size correlation thing is a phallic fallacy.
One guy I've gotten sexy with managed to kinda break my heart, despite the fact that I can distinctly remember thinking, on our first date, "Oh dear, those are small hands!" But his penis was as beautiful as a tulip — and quite large — and his fingers, while small, were perfectly deft enough. Who's complaining?
Another guy — with whom I never did the deed — was quite tall, and had hands and feet that didn't raise my eyebrows. His reproductive unit did raise my heart rate, although not in a desirable way: The one time I touched it, I was completely TERRIFIED by how small it was.
So ... there you go.
Now, can you guys weigh in with your stories on either side of this size issue?