Not a day in twenty-one years that I had not looked forward to going home and taking off my bra. This is probably the most liberating part of my every day. Unhooking the bra is like unleashing myself from the tightness needed for support. Wearing bra is just plain torture. Every second is an ordeal trying to find that perfect bra alignment that would make me comfortable. A pull on the straps and cups here and there, there's just no way it's going to feel better and it's the same all throughout the day, every crippling day.
Bras have become my symbol for female repression which is ironic because the genius behind these cups and straps is a french woman, Herminie Cadolle. Cadolle's bust-ling enterprise since 1889 pretty much shaped the ideal of what breasts should be. Push-up bras suggest that breasts should be firm, perky and never hang
loosely or saggy. Maximizers can be brutal implying that you can cheat your way to getting the cleavage you desire because men like them colossal. Those microfiber T-shirt brassieres with moulded cups simply imply that you can be confident having your nipples hidden. Bras have become a hidden tool of some twisted ideology reducing woman to the kind of breasts they have. Bras cover the entire breasts which simply implies that they should be hidden. Why should we hide the cups that fed us during infancy? Why should we suffer just because we have mammary glands? Are breasts something to be embarrased about? Why do we subject our breasts to all these oppressions - covering, hiding, strapping, pushing up, and for pete's sake, we even wire them.
Men will largely benefit from a braless society, I bet one hundred and ten percent. It could be a testorone feast. Arguably, excitement will die with prolonged exposure. If you're so used to seeing breast after breast every hour on the hour, chances are you'd look at them no more precious than a basketball. My whole point is, there's a need for a cultural revolution to change this societal norm of having breasts and nipples hidden. It can be done but it has to be a collective effort and there's no guarantee there won't be any painful consequences along the way.
I still wear oppressive bras until now. I realized I'm not ready to wage a revolution if half of the female population is not ready for it. I'm not about to do it alone. I have a Catholic upbringing and my morals are reduced to being ashamed when everybody else is. But I'm very hopeful that the likes of Sarah Jessica Parker, Jennifer Anniston and Meg Ryan who have been braless in their movies, would inspire other women out there to do just the same.
I may not go entirely braless, but I'm inching my way to replacing my bra. Recently, I have been using silicon nipple tapes which I found in Bench counters for only P179.75. They are made of skin color silicon gelatin and allows full concealment while the unique shape contours to the breast. They are great for wearing under any type of clothing with sheer material. Economical and convenient, they are self-adhesive, washable and re-usable.
Silicon tapes feel much comfortable, more liberating though not entirely. And this is me, like most intelligent women out there, compromising at the moment.
Bras have become my symbol for female repression which is ironic because the genius behind these cups and straps is a french woman, Herminie Cadolle. Cadolle's bust-ling enterprise since 1889 pretty much shaped the ideal of what breasts should be. Push-up bras suggest that breasts should be firm, perky and never hang
loosely or saggy. Maximizers can be brutal implying that you can cheat your way to getting the cleavage you desire because men like them colossal. Those microfiber T-shirt brassieres with moulded cups simply imply that you can be confident having your nipples hidden. Bras have become a hidden tool of some twisted ideology reducing woman to the kind of breasts they have. Bras cover the entire breasts which simply implies that they should be hidden. Why should we hide the cups that fed us during infancy? Why should we suffer just because we have mammary glands? Are breasts something to be embarrased about? Why do we subject our breasts to all these oppressions - covering, hiding, strapping, pushing up, and for pete's sake, we even wire them. Men will largely benefit from a braless society, I bet one hundred and ten percent. It could be a testorone feast. Arguably, excitement will die with prolonged exposure. If you're so used to seeing breast after breast every hour on the hour, chances are you'd look at them no more precious than a basketball. My whole point is, there's a need for a cultural revolution to change this societal norm of having breasts and nipples hidden. It can be done but it has to be a collective effort and there's no guarantee there won't be any painful consequences along the way.
I still wear oppressive bras until now. I realized I'm not ready to wage a revolution if half of the female population is not ready for it. I'm not about to do it alone. I have a Catholic upbringing and my morals are reduced to being ashamed when everybody else is. But I'm very hopeful that the likes of Sarah Jessica Parker, Jennifer Anniston and Meg Ryan who have been braless in their movies, would inspire other women out there to do just the same.
I may not go entirely braless, but I'm inching my way to replacing my bra. Recently, I have been using silicon nipple tapes which I found in Bench counters for only P179.75. They are made of skin color silicon gelatin and allows full concealment while the unique shape contours to the breast. They are great for wearing under any type of clothing with sheer material. Economical and convenient, they are self-adhesive, washable and re-usable.Silicon tapes feel much comfortable, more liberating though not entirely. And this is me, like most intelligent women out there, compromising at the moment.
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