As females today are coming under the watchful eye of society in regards to their physical bodies and right to choose, I found it only fitting to create this post. Get ready for some real talk all about boobs, bras, and the not so glamorous life of being a girl.
In sixth (or seventh?) grade I remember begging my mom to take me bra shopping. She probably thought I was a bit crazy because quite frankly, and looking back, I had nothing for a bra to fill. Nonetheless, she took me to the mall where I walked among lingerie racks that were lacy, soft, and quite colorful. After picking out a few bras to try on for myself, it was into the dressing room I went. It was on this day that I finally felt like I was growing up because a girls’ first bra is like her ticket to womanhood.
Things took a turn when I entered my freshman year of college. I happened to notice a lot of girls at my school who weren’t wearing bras. At first, it appeared to be a fashion statement because the look aided in creating their grungy, street wear ensembles, like something out of a nineties fashion magazine. In a way, I thought it was kind of cool and rebellious, like they were totally just being themselves. As I thought more and more about it I quickly realized that this detail goes much beyond fashion trends. Fashion isn’t only about clothing, it’s also about the physical body and the way we decide to show or conceal it. There are even ways to incorporate our personal lifestyles (our thoughts, beliefs, and values) into what we wear and how we exhibit them to the world. I was inspired by this new approach to body image and self-acceptance so I decided to make a change for myself.
To make things clear, wearing any type of bra is uncomfortable. Period. In my own opinion, there are many advantages that come with having small boobs; it’s easy to wear all types of clothes, I can comfortably sleep on my stomach, and working out is a breeze. Nonetheless, EVERY body type is beautiful in their own way! The question that it came down to for me was why should I wear a bra if I really don’t need to?
(Let alone, you can’t even tell if I’m wearing one) I took the first steps towards making this lifestyle change by getting rid of all my fancy, padded, and underwire Victoria’s Secret bras and vowed to never buy another one like it again.
Nipples and fashion are not a new pairing, nor should body parts ever be a trend. If anything, nipples are a statement that follow along with the Free the Nipple movement which states that women should be allowed to reveal their nipples in public with regards to gender equality. It’s evident that the fashion industry has taken this movement into their own hands with campaigns and runway shows that send messages about sexuality, feminism, and gender neutrality. If you’re having a hard time believing me, just search up “YSL 2017 Runway”, “Marc Jacobs Fall 2014”, or “Rihanna CFDA Red Carpet”.
For years, there have been many aspects of being a woman that society has deemed both acceptable and unacceptable, and some are more sexualized than others. For example, woman are expected to wear bras because it’s the ‘feminine thing to do’, a women wearing a sexy dress is looking for attention, or that they must stay home to cook, clean, and look after their children while their husbands take care of finances. Social norms organize society and give humans guidelines for living. Norms are not right or wrong, they are just what we have made ourselves believe to be true. Women today are finally taking back what’s theirs and are redefining beauty standards in their own way. Beauty is no longer ‘one size fits all’ because women come in many shapes and sizes, all with a mind and a voice that deserve to be known and heard. I believe that women are learning to dress for themselves and not men. They are realizing the great feeling of power that comes along with being confident and comfortable in their own skin which starts with doing what makes them happy.
It’s fair to say that bras were something I struggled to hang onto. These dainty and small articles of clothing are no longer what make me a feel like a ‘real’ woman. Rather it’s my fight against expectations, my independence, my strength, my love, and my ability to take matters like these into my own hands.
So maybe you’ll make the change too.