I've just about had it with wearing a bra. Years ago I posted that I was going to stop wearing them, but that only lasted a few months (back then my restaurant uniform included a full apron that allowed me to go bra-less without anyone noticing at all). In the past few months, I've started reaching my limit again. Wearing this tight, binding thing that I tug at all day really doesn't feel worth it anymore. I'm a pudgy, middle-aged, married woman; who cares if my chest is conventionally contained or if I've got some nippleage going on?
What would happen if American women stopped wearing bras? Would productivity plummet? Would people be fired? Would airplanes fall out of the sky? Would relationships end? Think about it: if we all stopped with the #$%damn bras, we'd eventually become habituated to it and it would be no big deal. Women have freed ourselves of corsets, hoop skirts, petticoats, pantyhose and girdles. Why not abandon the bra? Seriously, what's taking us so long?
But I admit I'm still working on my own attitude and am not quite ready to go without (American squeamishness about breasts is powerful). To prepare myself for the freeing move, I've been spending time on GoingBraless.net. But until I've absorbed this website's philosophy and become liberated, I am taking the step of getting rid of my conventional, underwire, hook-closure bras. Out of here!
Oh, yeah, I'm switching to these. They feel so much better than those masochistic binding devices. No wires, no hooks, no pain and no nippleage. Right now the Genie Bra is part of my professional attire, but any time I'm not at work, it's comfy loose sports bras or nothing at all. So there.