I Went Braless For a Week

And this is what happened…

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Before I tell you about my braless week you need to know something right now. Well, 2 things actually. The first important thing is that I have small boobies. The second important thing is that my small boobies are also pretty old, meaning, they ain’t perky.

Now that that’s out of the way, let me share my experience of going braless. I learned an awful lot about myself, other people and my body.

There are a lot of women going braless

Ok listen, I get it. Women going braless isn’t a new thing. They’ve been doing it forever. Some women are just so damn comfortable in their own skin that they could not care less about what other people think of them running around without a bra.

I ain’t one of those women.

I’ve been wearing a bra, all my adult life for many reasons. I assume my reasons are pretty much in line with almost every other woman on the planet. Here are just a few…

• it looks nice
• it makes our boobs look bigger and perkier
• it’s socially unacceptable to not wear a bra
• it makes our boobs look sloppy when we don’t wear a bra
• it’s ‘dirty/sleazy’ when we go braless