There’s really no cheaper thrill than staring at a woman’s nipples through her sweaty top. Nor better. I can really only speak to the embarrassing inopportune engorgements of the males of the species. I’d have to imagine the female protrusions are slightly less of a shameful experience. And, if you’re Destiny from my favorite local gentleman’s club actively rubbing ice over your nips to create the effect, you might even call it shamefully good.
Tennis player Johanna Larson managed to press her nips through what has to be a couple layers of sporting goods tops. In Hollywood, really only Jennifer Aniston has the nipple power to best that anatomical feat, though I’d pay my life’s fortune to see a more scientifically certain determination.