No, No one needs them that big. What I noticed with ANS was a shake the boobs, grab, or at least, have a hand close to, if not touching the crotch. She was all about sex. She had nothing else going for her. To me, this is sad. When you become an object, and cease to be a person, what is left? An empty shell. I think ANS died a long time ago. Going through the motions, does not make a life led.
I hope she has found peace. She never found it in life. Her own making. I just worry about the baby. This little innocent has no say in anything. It makes me sick to see what is going on. ANS brought what ever fate happened to her, upon herself. Her personal choices in life. The baby however, is a different story. One I don't see ending any better than her mothers, if this charade is allowed to continue.
BTW, if you saw the June 1992 issue of Playboy with her on the cover, she actually looked very sober and very classy. It appears she really went bizzaro after she met with Svangali. If so, she isn't the first woman to self-destruct because of an evil man.
Personally, I cannot identify with going through life in a drunken or drug-induced haze. If that is how you want to live, it is no life.