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As I write this Im sitting in Dulles International Airport waiting for a flight that departs so early it should be illegal. At least its a cheap ticket. And even though Ive only had three hours of sleep I was amused when the security guard surprisingly said No beep?! after I walked through the metal detector. Kinda sounded like an airport security pick-up line. This time I got off lucky with no additional wand scan or bag check. Thats not always the case, and when Im wanded theres always one article of clothing that sets off the monitor and declares I am woman! - my underwire bra. Increased airport security has stirred some of my female friends to take action. One gal pal is purposely buying a bra without underwire. Another is ready to offer her design ideas to Victorias Secret for another type of Miracle Bra - one without metal hooks. For some women its a practical matter of getting through security as fast as possible. But, for others its a matter of not being embarrassed by drawing attention to the fact that they have breasts, breasts that often need help to stay put and to postpone the effects of gravity. Bras are considered a necessary item for women, at least for the last 100 years or so. And remember, good girls demonstrate modesty; they would never NOT wear a bra! Actually, I dont think its really about modesty, particularly since Im no longer 13. I think its about being embarrassed that youre a woman, that youve got body parts that are attractive to about 50% of the population, and that its your fault you cant better manage those parts so youre not setting off metal detectors. Follow that line of thinking and pretty soon you feel bad for taking up space, ta-tas and all. This is one time Im glad the term bodacious is sometimes associated with ta-tas. Bodacious Women know they have breasts and arent ashamed. They may wear form-fitting clothing or they may not. They may feel sexy some days because of their breasts or they may find them inconvenient protrusions. No matter the choice, their attitude is the same: no apologies for being a woman. Growing up a tomboy, I had an adversarial relationship with my chest. Basically, I didnt want one. Breasts didnt help with sports and they made it all too clear to the world that I would no longer be mistaken as Daddys little fella. The last ten years Ive grown to like the fact that Im female and that includes breasts. I also dont take them for granted as I know theres a one in four chance of losing one or both to breast cancer. So, while I have them Ill wear the bra of my choice, or none at all. Hmmmperhaps thats what was behind the security guards remarks. Well, for him it will remain a mystery. For me, Im glad to be a woman knowing I have bra-related and other choices. And, thats bodacious! |
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