So … I stopped wearing a bra on my 30th birthday. It’s been 2 glorious weeks of not feeling constricted to the width of my 34” band, which was probably more like 36 because I had the same bras for as long as Z Nugget has been alive (over 2 years). When Z Nugget was born, I tossed all of my underwire bras and just never stopped wearing my nursing bras. I guess it was inevitable that I’d decide to commit to freeing my tatas for good.
It’s been a journey.
A womyn not wearing a bra is no big deal, right? Actually, it’s a bigger deal than one would think. To me, it didn’t become a big deal until I began receiving questions and awkward looks when my nipples were out for the entire world to see, but whose business is it anyways? (I’ll share a funny story in another post.)
Anyways, my intention for this post was simply to share that my tatas have been freed for the last two weeks and they are loving it. I am loving it.
I would love to open the dialogue on this subject: womyn not wearing bras and why it’s so distracting when they don’t. We need change in our society around this matter — and many others, duh! — and I look forward to engaging with you about these topics.
Tata for now. (Pun intended.)