A post was brought to my attention yesterday written by a woman I don’t know who was critical of women exposing their bodies. The gist was that we are misguided; we are not free as we believe, but slaves to the broader rule of misogyny, brainwashed by men into thinking we’re powerful because we flash our bits. And men are drooling dopes for encouraging us. [Ed. note: The post was read to me, I haven’t read it myself. Also, too lazy to look up the link, but I think it’s irrelevant for this discussion anyway.]
Frankly, I can’t believe we’re still having this argument. It reminds me of the whole porn debate, that women who participate in it are somehow undermining the good fight for equality and respect. Well, not exactly. Many women who are in porn go in with their eyes open and with a love for sex and performance. How is that a bad thing? Of course it certainly depends on the woman, the type of porn, etc., but they’re not all barely legal girls with daddy issues and a drug problem and even if they were, they’re entitled to do as they please and not be judged for it or blamed for the downfall of feminism.
Likewise, the images I share come from confidence and joy, not desperation or a need to be loved. They’re controlled and dictated solely by me. No man tells me what to do here. In fact, I share in large part for other women, to show an alternative body shape as beautiful and sensual. Today’s image in particular I chose because of the stretch marks you can see that appeared when I was breastfeeding my baby.
I share my body because I want to and because I can. It’s that simple. I don’t understand what the big deal is to people and why they must generalize about the motivations of those who do. So you don’t want to?? Ok. Cool. So don’t, but don’t tell me why I do it. Tell us why you don’t in a way that isn’t projecting onto us and go about your day.
You’re self-conscious, it doesn’t feel right to you, it’s embarrassing because omg, you’re naked!, your man would get jealous, you’d feel guilty, your mama told you never to do it, whatever.
I like it, it feels right to me, and I can, so I do.
I don’t need to justify the deeper drives that coalesce in this one body to make me into the exhibitionist that I am, that make me promiscuous or bold or strong. I am what I am and I love this woman just the way she is.
I think I speak for many here when I say that owning my body and its sexuality is by far more empowering to me than hiding it. I eschew traditional forms of many things — dating, sex, relationships — so why would I embrace a traditional belief about nudity? Me doing this makes far more sense than not and I’d like to think I am able to show the world that just because a woman bares her body doesn’t mean that’s all there is to her. And, luckily for me, I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words to back that up and they’re all available in this handy dandy blog.
My body and its availability to the public is an extension of my art. I could write the rest of my life and never post another pic and be perfectly content, but it wouldn’t feel complete. This body is part of my larger work and denying that would be first dishonest and second pointless. And why? To agree with some of my sisters that my bare breasts disempower me? No thanks.
Still scratching your head about why it is I do this? You can also read this or you can happily disagree with me and think I’m a slave to men’s knuckle-dragging desires. Either way, I’m not gonna worry about it. I’m just gonna do me and that includes some boobs, a little ass, and a whole lotta words.
Ok, now that that’s out of the way, this week we have lots of in-house ladies sharing their bodies and I can’t tell you why they all do it because I’d never presume to know, but each woman is asked to tell me why she’s chosen her image to share and I think their words are the most important part of Boobday. Sometimes they’re deeper reasons such as learning to love her body and sometimes it’s simply a snapshot in her day, a moment that has flickered across her mind. I’ll let you scroll down and see for yourself.
Full Boobday Guidelines here.
One of two ways to participate: 1) either be one of the first 3-4 people to submit a pic OR (OR, not AND) 2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday. And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!
NOT my tits:
This pic is me after a workout. Tired boobs!
We have had warm temperatures in our part of the world over the past couple of weeks, and so I am itching for a road trip!
I picked this picture because , I love the mystery of my breast when they’re covered , and the boldness when they’re busting out :)
SA is SUPER hot at the moment, sometimes your “birthday suit” is the only thing you can wear….. :-)
4:30 am getting ready for the day soapy boobs
Just chilling out in front of the tele after a shower in my fave feminine cotton nightie, my hand can’t resist the soft, silky skin within! So I thought I’d snap off a Boobday selfie to share. ;)
Shibari (ropework) is a form of mindfulness meditation for me. It’s more about the journey than the resulting harness; however, I’m more than happy to share the outcome for a good cause!
Be sure to visit the other amazing people sharing this week!