I'm going to need a new wardrobe and I'm sure I'll be dropping off a lot of stuff at charity shops. But… can I do that with bras? Would you buy a second hand booby wrangler? What do you do with bras that are okay, but just don't fit you anymore?
This is Offbeat Home's archive of boobs posts.
I have always been ethically opposed to the commericialization of breast cancer. But now my mother has been diagnosed with breast cancer and I find more and more well-meaning people asking me about pink ribbon campaigns or breast cancer runs/walks etc, or trying to show their support by buying into these campaigns. How do I acknowledge their support without encouraging these activities to which I feel ethically opposed and without sounding like I'm preaching or am just a sour bitch?
Underwear easily rolls/folds and fits into the drawers I have. But I can't figure out how to economically stuff 20 or more bras into a drawer and make them accessible. I can't be the only bra hoarder. What do you do with clothes (but seriously bras!) when you don't have a lot of closet space or existing furniture?
I had always just accepted that bras were a necessary part of life, having had my mother tell me repeatedly that if I didn't wear them, my boobs would sag, and… Wait, no, that was pretty much the main reason. So I got to thinking, and then, after asking myself this all important question, I got to reading. The more I read, the less there seemed to be any kind of information supporting the idea that wearing a bra would prevent one's breasts from sagging, or indeed have any kind of benefit.
I'd totally put a nude painting in my living room — no hesitation. When it goes beyond the nude, though, I'm not so brave. When art gets erotic, I'm a total whitebread Midwestern girl: I appreciate sex, but I keep it on the downlow.
My personal hangups aside, I totally dig explicit art at home. It can be inspiring and fun — and really good! I rounded up a few prints you can buy, if your home could be a little more overtly sexual. Oh, and before we go any further, you should know this post is NOT safe for work!
While I'm super secure in my gender identity, I came out of growing up an only child/daddy's girl as an irrepressible tomboy. I may have grown my hair long and learned to walk in heels, but I've never known quite what to do with…sexiness? Sensuality? I don't do that.
I did these gorgeous boudoir photos as a gift to my wife. Despite my insecurities, I feel confident and awesome about these photos and would love to have one framed and displayed somewhere in our house… but I don't want to shove my thighs down my guests' throats!
In addition to the colorgasmic tease, this montage has a painting-perfect work desk and an adventurer's mantle.
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