The Assignment from the magazine was to answer these 3 questions.
• What do you do to support women?
• Why are you passionate about this effort?
• How has helping women in this way changed your life?
The guilt started weighing heavily on my shoulders… sigh, clearly I am not one of those sexy strapless numbers.
Philanthropy and me – I consider it a good day when I get school lunches made in the morning. With two ADHD tweens of the opposite sex going through puberty simultaneously, an 18-month old Portuguese Water Dog, and a rather traditional husband, my life isn’t cute and frilly. It’s fairly easy to conclude I’m a utilitarian, functional sports bra. I balance the weighty stuff of life while keeping everything close to the vest, or is that chest?
All of my ‘extra’ time is devoted to finishing my novel. Even then my editor and husband are starting to think I’m doing a fabulous imitation of Michelangelo painting the Sistine Chapel – apparently I’m lying on back staring at the ceiling a lot.
My apologies, I digress (for a change). Now where was I, oh yeah, being supportive to women by being a bra.
Lets face it; I tend to make people laugh.
Sometimes with me, sometimes at me but honestly, I don’t care. I laugh at myself all the time and well, laughing alone is just not as much fun. Truth be told, when I crack myself up, I get a lot of ‘those’ looks. I’ve learned to make sure I’m wearing ear buds at all times, then I can at least pretend a legitimate reason for the laughter.
I’ve decided laughter really is the best medicine. Following this natural progression, I make women laugh and I am quite passionate about it. It feels good to make them laugh.
Now, lets look at basic biology for a minute.
We women have these lovely round bouncy objects located on our chests. Truth be told, the harder we laugh, the more they bounce. A bra’s basic functionality is to keep our breasts under control. It can be uncomfortable, even downright painful when the girls get rocking. And then, there is the unwanted attention jiggly breasts tend to garner.
Before the invention of proper undergarments, women would put their hands to their chests as a function. Certainly, in polite society, it would be unthinkable to distract men by laughing loudly and have breasts flying all over the place in the process.
Making women laugh feels good, for them and for me.
It’s liberating to experience gut wrenching laughter; the kind where you laugh so hard you cry. And knowing your breasts are held firmly in place for the duration, frees women of all shapes and sizes to laugh as long and hard as they would like at whatever silly image tickles their funny bone without worry of discomfort.
And really is there anything more important in this world than a good laugh? Yes, my sisters, I am proud to be your bra. This is how I bring unity to the girls.
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