This article is brought to you in part by the brilliant twitter account @odysseyrejects.
First, with regard to the boob cages women are expected to wear on a regular basis.
A few days ago, I decided to take charge of my life, defy social norms,and let my boobs be free. To summarize my overall feelings towards this decision.
As the day starts, I was acutely aware of the amount of movement this new found freedom offered. It was a weird feeling that left me wondering...
Except I wasn't thinking about people, I was thinking about the twins. I live an active life, so even though I'm not particularly, ahem, blessed in the chest, displacement did occur. However while the day progressed on, I forgot I was sans bra in public.Once I "got a grip on myself" I realized no one cared that I skipped an undergarment, and I started to feel pretty invincible.
So invincible, in fact, that I found myself being bold, and putting myself out there.
By the end of the day, all I could say was...
Following my day of empowerment and boob freedom, I was asked, "Will you forgo a bra again?" To which I said:
I strongly encourage any and all other bra wearers to go braless for a day as well.


























