^I think admiration of incredibly large breasts starts in the mid-teens, though most are afraid to admit it for fear of ridicule and girls are often ostracized for having them; the whole societal rejection thing. I rejected political correctness from the start and have not been afraid to say that I find huge fake boobs extremely attractive, and when the girl loves the ramifications created by her huge fake boobs enough that she likes talking about them, then I love her attitude. My way of thinking, if you are going to live with these enormous heavy breasts, you better love the way they affect your life, otherwise you cannot be happy. And you better be able to accept that there will always be ridicule, because people are often immature.
Of all the guys I have know that I have shown pictures, not a one is apt to change their mind. Even if they did maybe find it attractive, I doubt they would want to subject themselves to the examination of having a GF that looked like Foxy. On top of that, let us just imagine that Foxy does get enormous implants filled to 20k each; my bet would be that even the few that found her breasts attractive would soon regret their decision when they have to help her with so many things, do the things she no longer can, and have the patience when her slower pace and decreased stamina results in having to sit and rest every 10 minutes or so. Not many would find these things attractive and mesmerizing, but I find them absolutely fascinating and attractive if the girl loves and embraces what her huge breasts have caused. Complaining kills the mood; the difference is saying "my boobies are so enormous" and "my breasts are too big."
But, yeah, I agree with the whole fashion assessment; it is hard to the styles seriously, yet the media plays them up. You see the circus but who buys the clown outfits? I never see them, so unless there is some bizarre city where the clown hang out, apparently they never sell.