I’ve been chastised non-verbally and verbally as to my braless state. I’ll tell you, truthfully, I hate bras. They constrict, itch, and are otherwise completely uncomfortable. Don’t get me wrong, There are times when the things are necessary, church, when around kids, certain shirts, and exercising. But, after the activity, off it goes.
I wear a lot of tank tops and tanks with shelf bras. A bane for a woman larger than a Satsuma, but I get along with them just fine. Tank tops, however, present another problem. Almost all girls wear a bra with them. Which is my least favorite sight. I cannot stand seeing bra straps hanging out of tops. I think it looks tacky. Unfortunately, I fall into the uber tacky category. The one where the chick is braless. To ‘fix this’, I wear a shirt or jacket over my tanked sagging Satsuma’s. Granted, it adds a layer when it is hot and screws up any tan I may get when I’m wandering around at a car show. However, it does cover anything offensive.
Women are blessed to have breasts. They are beautiful and useful. Seeing a woman nurse her child is a loving and gentle scene. Yet, a woman’s breasts have become objects to ogle. Nursing our young is not cool, while lingerie clad or unclad breasts are ok and even titillating. It doesn’t help the human breast is an erogenous zone who’s sight connects to the largest sexual organ in a human body. The brain. Once the brain’s sexuality section starts up, the rest of the brain shuts down. Sad, but true.
So, why a Satsuma? There are many different kinds of breasts out there in the world on both men and women. They all get noticed. Larger breasts are often compared to grapefruit, melons, coconuts, or mountains. Smaller ones are given tag lines. “More than a mouthful/handful is a waste.” Which inadvertently brings the Barbie doll type to the foreground. Making us smaller gals appear cute and very much like Skipper.
Although, I understand the breast/brain link and how bad it is for women as they learn to accept themselves. I’ve also decided if I’m gonna be cute, I might as well be a Satsuma. Everyone loves them and you know, I’ve never seen one wearing a bra.