A friend posted this the other day, it totally cracked me up because I had just done that exact thing, realised that I was wearing my bra far later than normal for me and enjoyed the relief that came with taking it off....but then I am fairly large chested and my thoughts about it were always bound up with that fact, it never occurred to me that my small breasted sister felt the same. But now I hear it is a universal feeling....Ah the great Sisterhood, how much we share!
I thought back to the equally joyous feeling I get when removing the corset, even if it isn't laced too tight so you are comfortable and you feel like an utterly amazing sex Goddess in one, the joy of taking it off and letting your body relax....oh it is lovely.
This is not a tale of the modern day, this is a tale of women from time immemorial, ever since we decided our boobs needed a bit of support on a daily basis, we have been enjoying the feeling of taking it off also....notice in the 18thc. we had bed jackets and robes. In the 19thc. Teagowns.
These clothes were designed to be worn as informal wear, to put on after the stays come off!
Sometimes that Victorian lady just couldn't be bothered to put that corset on when she wasn't going anywhere, sister coming around for a cup of tea? Sod it, wear the Tea gown, she can cope with some boob!
Thinking about this fact reminds me that all of us women are bound by similar experiences going back over time, decade after decade, century after century. Next time you sigh and smile after taking off your bra, think of the ancestors taking off their own bras and corsets and doing the exact. same. thing.
