Sheyla Hershey

"Once I reclaim my identity as the World's Biggest Boobs I can be a better role model for my daughter. I feel so ugly without my breasts. Without them, I don't know who I am." - Sheyla Hershey

Part of me wants to file Sheyla Hershey under the Asshole Spotlight for the above quote alone. I can't do that in good conscience, however, because Hershey is currently in a coma after her second suicide attempt in two months according to DListed. Her reasons for this are directly tied to the fact that her 38M implants had to be removed due to an infection, stripping her of the World's Biggest Boobs title, and apparently, her identity. In light of this information, I cannot help but feel sorry for her. How does any individual self esteem drop so low that they don't know who they are without their implants?


It's easy for me to give in to my anger at this attitude because if ever I were to go under the knife for cosmetic reasons, it would be to have a very normal C-cup rather than my natural, ample size. At five foot two and pretty much tiny, I've had to learn to cope with the annoyances that come with naturally large breasts. I've also learned that some of those annoyances, depending on the situation, can be turned to great advantage as well. I'm not going to lie, for every time I've had to say, "My eyes are up here," I've also used the girls to distract and blitzkrieg my way into getting what I want without ever actually doing anything beyond wearing the right top. That said, I know that a blitzkrieg of boobies only lasts so long, thus the term blitzkrieg. After that, I've had to use my brain to back up the temporary distraction they've caused. In short, they've opened doors, but I've never expected them to keep those doors opened, because they can't do that. They shouldn't be expected to do that. Mammaries are but one part of the human body, and however glorified they are in our society, whatever their size, there is another pair that will be more interesting once a person tires of looking at yours. And they will tire, so you'd best bring something more of yourself to the table. Quite frankly, I could do without my quiet little super power in exchange for an off the rack bra, a better batting stance, and a fighting chance against gravity.

This is why I do not understand people like Hershey. I could be very angry at the attitude that ties up a person's self esteem in such a shallow manner, but I find it so tragic that the anger quickly fades. What sort of messed up priorities does this woman have if she thinks that having the world's biggest boobs makes her a good role model for her daughter? I simply don't get that. I don't know if I want to get that.

If you look at Sheyla's picture on the link, despite the fact that she is a bit overly made up, she is a very attractive woman with a stunning smile. Smaller boobs would not take that away from her. She feels ugly without the monstrosities on her chest - and that is what they are. Those implants are a freak show. What led her to believe that she is not much of anything without them?

We could argue that she is a shallow individual with little to offer outside of the freak show, but I don't buy it. No one is that empty, are they? I would like to think that she is actually a nice person of at least average intelligence with something interesting to offer the world other than boobage. She just never realized it, and in doing so, she has been bringing up a daughter with messed up priorities, and has landed herself in a coma. I sincerely hope that it's not too late for her.