Just to set the record straight here, I have nothing against bras, not one thing. In fact, I happen to really like them. Most of my clothes look better when I’m wearing one, and I appreciate the extra support. There are few things in this world that make me feel as pretty as a lacy, good-fitting bra in a rich red or a nice deep purple. I spend most of my time in bras and it doesn’t bother me one bit. But let’s face it, for a woman, one of the best feelings in the world is getting home after a long day and undoing that pesky hook-and-eye closure and letting the straps slide off of the shoulders, as your nipples almost seem to scream “I can breathe again!”
But what if your nipples could scream “I can breathe!” all day long? How great would that be? Now, I’m sure that every woman out there reading this has gone braless in public at least once after they got struck by puberty. Granted, it’s not always intentional (one time I was running late for a class and I legitimately just forgot to put a bra on before I went rushing out of my room; thank goodness I was wearing a thick hoodie that day because it was freezing cold and everyone would have been staring at my ready to cut glass nipples) but when it is, it’s hard to deny that there is a certain amount of thrill to it. It’s the same kind of thrill that you get when you leave the house without wearing panties. And let me tell you, when you whisper something along the lines of “just so you know, I’m not wearing a bra right now” into your partner’s ear, you can be sure that it is an instant turn on.
By far, the best time to go braless is during the summer. There are strapless tops to run around in, sun to let bask on your shoulders, and if you’re lucky, a nude beach in your area to sprawl out on. It’s also just a matter of comfort. I mean come on, it’s summer. That means that it is going to be hot, humid, and sticky. Every woman knows how uncomfortable it is to wear a bra once the temperature hits eighty degrees or higher. Sweat gets trapped in the cup and soaks the fabric, the band starts to get clingy, and even your favorite bra turns into the most uncomfortable contraption that you can purchase at a department store.
So here’s my (unofficial and un-promoted) campaign: free the boobies! Release the titties! Leave the breasts unrestrained! It’s time for women to enjoy their breasts rather than think of ways to strap them down. Even if it’s just while you are alone in the house, take some time to let your twins breathe. Watching a television show? Take off your bra! Reading a book? Take off your bra! Surfing around on EdenFantasys? Take off your bra!
Free the boobies! Free the boobies!