Got Milk?

I walked into a coffee shop in downtown Boulder today and was instantly assaulted by the image of a rather large woman flaunting an even larger breast, that melted down her chest and into the mouth of an eager infant. There's nothing shocking about a breast in broad daylight - hell, we've all seen much worse on Cinemax - rather, it was the sheer enormity of the breast in question, and the fact that its owner carried on her feeding in a busy coffee shop as if it were the most natural thing on earth that struck me as odd.

Public breast feeding is still the subject of heated debate and I would never suggest a mother withhold milk from her famished child. (The last thing I'm looking for is hate mail from a group of seething lactivists. Yes, I said lactivist. Look it up. An almost laughable term and as real as the giant boob I'm grappling with.) But aren't there discretionary guidelines these mothers should adhere to, particularly when their bags border on the pornographic? 

Most women discreetly slip a nipple out while keeping the bulk of the breast concealed. Not this Lady au Lait (I couldn't help myself). She let it lie and not at a corner table either, but right smack in the middle of the crowd. She seemed so comfortable with her exposure, chatting up a friend I half expected her to lean over and offer the patrons next to her a squirt or two. 

Maybe it's because I'm not a mom, I don't know. I just find it particularly difficult to see something as brazenly hippie as that woman's breast and then enjoy my iced cappuccino. I can't be alone on this one. I just can't.