I Love my Small Breasts!

It's probably obvious by now that I'm not a big fan of wearing a bra. I find it uncomfortable, restricting and expensive (for a good bra)! So I've been going down the braless route for months now. It took some getting used to. Luckily I started in the winter time, so I could wear thick sweaters or do multilayering to hide the shape of....my nipples. As the weather grew warmer, I became more comfortable going au natural so I was able to wear thinner pieces without feeling self-conscious. Now that it's summer, many of my girlfriends actually see it. But I'm not writing about exposing my nipples, I'm writing about exposing the fact that I have small breasts.

ooBut don't pity me please! I say this in all honesty and sincerity - I love my small breasts. And why shouldn't I? After all, they are mine.

ooIt's not everyday that a girl flaunts her small breasts. I know for a fact that most people, prefer larger breasts, and that is perfectly fine. When I found out that a very close girlfriend of mine was going to have her breasts enlarged, I swear, I was the only person at the table to say "whatever makes you happy, I support you". And I still support her choice, even when I saw her in dire pain after her surgery. So why is it that when I flaunt my small breasts around like someone would flaunt her large breasts, I get pitied? Are small breasts somehow inadequate? Quite frankly, I think loving your own body (even just one part of it) is a challenging, but ultimately, an enduring satisfaction. Loving yourself is like building immunity to the unreal world of perfection. 

ooBut perhaps my journey into the physical bliss is not over. The hardest part about flaunting those small breasts of mine is making sure they point properly...maybe I should invest in a nipple bra like the one Samantha was promoting on Sex and the City!