Well it probably goes without saying that I do NOT wear under-garments of ANY kind; and you know what? I fuckin love it <3 This lifestyle was something I literally fell into, not something I wanted to emulate or necessarily advertise, but it’s worth it on so many levels…
I can remember the first day I decided to ditch the dainties cold veggie turkey and go straight commando; ahh, what a glorious day that was! It was in late August of 2014 after my period, and something inside me was begging me to try it out. Thank the universe for my intuition because that was one of the best decisions I have ever made haha. That first time felt like heaven on my lady parts, especially since it was a blisteringly hot day and I wore a skirt to give my boo a little surprise 😉 My yoni felt like it could finally breathe, as if I was suffocating it with a layer of cotton that it didn’t need for years and years. It only took that one day of genital freedom to un-undie me and the liberation I feel is beyond words. Of course I wear the occasional bloomers for when the crimson tide rolls in, but after that, you’re not going to see any panty lines on this little booty!
Now onto the hard part: the dreaded brassiere. Most people wouldn’t mind airing out their buns here and there, but freeing their chest? Don’t even think about it! There is much unnecessary stigma surrounding the use of bras; the illusion of support, the illusion of perkiness, the illusion of being attractive. Sure they may seem helpful, but just how helpful are they? In a somewhat recent study in France, University of Franche-Comte professor Jean-Denis Rouillon crafted a 15-year experiment on the effectiveness of bras on over 300 women between the ages of 18-35, though not accounting for breast size. His results were that the lovely ladies who did not wear bras had a huge improvement of the development of stronger muscle tissue, thus the nipples gained a higher lift and they experienced natural support. The beauties on the other side had an acceleration of sagging due to the restrictive material of bras preventing the supportive muscle tissue from growing. He came to the shocking conclusion that bras do more harm than good because of its suffocative and uncomfortable qualities. Damn dude, science don’t lie!
Not too long ago is when I realized bras just weren’t for me. Well actually, that’s a bold-faced lie! I ALWAYS hated bras. See, I’ve had large breasts since the age of 9 so I don’t remember life without the use of boobie seat belts; I only thought I needed them because society told me so. Oh, how wrong. As of late, due to my clean diet and mindfulness practices, this is the smallest I have ever been in my whole life. I used to be borderline obese and mega top-heavy with a cup size of about 40 DDD, now I’m probably like a 32 C or something (which doesn’t matter because I’m not going to wear cups anyways haha). Let me just say that women of all sizes and shapes can be braless, but it wasn’t until I gradually got smaller did I realize the uselessness and discomfort of bras. Other than the illusions they let off, bras gave me the worst pain! From sore shoulder muscles to an achey back, and even the embarrassment of having a quadra-boob (a term my dear friend created to describe an ill-fitting brassiere). The societal pressures, the need to feel “attractive,” the need to feel “feminine,” and the possible stares and judgments seemed to be less important as I go through life day-by-day braless. Although I have many insecurities concerning my breasts (their lack of perk, lift, and all things cutesy), I let them hang without a care in the world. So what if I don’t have Barbie tits? My boobs, my rules bro! I am not breaking any laws, though it sure feels like it, and I am not hurting anybody’s feelings, so I am entitled to go au natural in any way I please.
It might be difficult to believe that there is so much comfort in being completely nude under our clothes. Wait, what? Is it really? Kidding haha. My point is, we women have been pressured into wearing bras and panties for generations and don’t usually experience life without them. You will be tickled pink to find that the positives outweigh the “negatives” for sure, and the best part is that it’s completely free to try. Not $40 to $387,427 (I’m looking at you Victoria’s Secret!), but free. Ladies, your personal liberation is definitely worth a shot, so I urge you to shamelessly go a week without under-garments and feel ALL the confidence restored in you. I promise you, it’s the tits 😉