Tits the Season to Have a Very Merry Sexmas: Celebrating My Boobs
This is a bold post, y’all. A very bold post. Although I have shared about boobs and shown off my own boobs on other virtual platforms and I talk about sex and all the other things that tend to make people uncomfortable, I have never actually placed photos that show my boobs in this space. But I thought about it some and I figured it’s really just boobs. We all have them and we all hide them and I don’t understand why because the boobless gender has no issue flaunting their flat nipples around in public whenever the weather permits it. I am pretty much over that double standard at this point in my life and I will free my boobies and celebrate them and show them off wherever it is acceptable to do so.
I live in a state where women do have some top freedoms in certain places. However, it is still illegal for a woman to bare her breasts from the top of the areola and below (that basically allows us to show cleavage and nothing more). I am not certain what the blogging laws state about showing my boobs below my areola but I was never much of a rule follower anyway. So I think showing some tasteful nipple pictures on my own website is an acceptable thing to do. If you don’t want to see them, you should probably stop scrolling right here.
Also, I am republishing an article from Medium, but if you are uncomfortable with the naked female breast then probably don’t click that link either. Anyway…here we go…
All About Boobs
There is a certain grandeur in the female breast. Magical and majestic in its essence. Coercive and manipulative in its presence. Perky or pendulous, abundant or meek, they should be appreciated for their power and their persuasion, their life giving force as well as their bounteous comfort.
Only half the human population is blessed (or cursed) with these anatomical powerhouses. And the feelings around them vary to the utmost degree. We who carry them love them and hate them from before we even have them. The changing nature of our relationships with our breasts continues for a lifetime.
We hide them away under layers of garments. Every single day. Strapped in, lifted up, pushed together. We search for clothing that makes them look smaller, makes them look bigger, makes them look shapelier, makes them look sexier. Rather than just embracing them for what they are.
If we become mothers, our breasts are a life sustaining force which demand respect. After child rearing has come to an end or if we never have children, we are eventually left with these annoying masses of fat and muscle hanging from the front of our bodies like pendulums that can inexplicably entice with hypnotic effects.
Unless, of course, we are among the unfortunate ones who are stricken with cancer in these masses of flesh, then it is these life sustaining forces that now threaten our own lives. We have to make decisions in those moments what to do…remove them and leave it be or opt for cosmetic implants because God forbid we look different from every other member of the female gender.
But no matter our course in life, breasts come in every shape, size, and form. They differ in density, perkiness, and buoyancy. Nipples and aureolas come in an endless array of pigmentation, shape, and size. Aesthetic preferences differ on all of it. We tend to have what we don’t want and want what we don’t have. But we get what we are given and we must make the best of our breasts however we get them.
We love them. We hate them. We never quite know what we are supposed to do with them.
What I do know is this…the female breast was never meant to be confined and restrained and smooshed all up flat inside confining torture chambers crafted so devilishly from pretty lacy bits covered in flowers and bows, leopard print and polka dots. Oh, the endless appeal of the charming torment of the perfect support mechanism. Many of us search our entire lives for the Holy Grail in bras…comfortable and pretty and supportive.
We spend a lifetime of discomfort as we do the most unnatural things to make our breasts appear more natural…or so we think. Women’s breasts were meant to experience the freedom of hanging loose from the persecution and confinement forced upon us by the best and the worst in bras.
And while they are not meant to be confined, I still put on a bra every day because I do not like when my boobs swing low. They look nicer when they are lifted and supported and perky and firm. And I hate that my aureolas are the same color as my skin with no dark pigmentation to create that appealing color contrast that I so envy on other women.
In an effort to get over my personal insecurities about my own boobs, I am showing them off in all their naked glory and learning to appreciate their color, their size, and their shape. I am learning to admire their curves and the way they hang gently over my ribcage and how the right one is ever so slightly larger than the left one. I am learning to love myself…all of myself…from underneath my clothes.
I challenge all women to free your boobs and take a few photos. You don’t have to share the photos with anyone. Just look at them yourself and try to appreciate the beauty in the lines and curves, the stretch marks and the birth marks, the hair follicles and the cellulite. And to all the males out there, I challenge you to respect the boobs for the beautiful and natural things that they are! Do not take them for granted because they really do seem to contain magic within them.
Free the boobies and celebrate them, too!
If you are interested in learning more about how to free your own nipples, you can follow along with the #FreetheNipple Movement that began in 2012. And if you can see the humor in all things boobies, this article will have you in stitches…99 Things to Call Your Boobs. I can’t even pick a favorite from that list because the whole list itself is just hilarious!
What are your thoughts about boobs? Do you love them or hate them? Do you hide them or show them? Should we cover them or free them?
By the way, just after taking these photos, my newest lover stopped by to meet my husband and then one thing led to another and the next thing I know…my boobs (and everything else) were being very well cared for and treated in extra special ways for the holidays! Thanks, boys! That was a pretty fantastic Christmas gift!
Wishing you all very the very breast this holiday season! Merry Titsmas and a Happy Boob Year!
Keeping it on the edge,
Shelbee
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20 Comments
Nancy
If you hadn’t mentioned it I would have said that there definitely would have been some fun afterwards this shoot. We talked about showing boobs last time and talked about how we, Dutch people, see Americans as prude. But I think Dutchies are prude. I’m not a woman who shows her boobs, although I used to swim topples when I was in my teens. But I think you have got fabulous boobs!!
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Awwww, Nancy, I love you! Thank you so much for this comment! Ooooh, I had all sorts of crazy fun after this photoshoot! I suppose we humans come in all forms from super prudish to super liberated but probably most people are somewhere in between. While I have no problems sharing my boobs in photos, I don’t think I would be comfortable walking around in public topless even at a beach or a pool. I am generally too cold for public toplessness anyway! Haha.
xoxo
Shelbee
Michelle
Walking around topless? Hmmm, I really must tell you the story of the after-party for our wedding sometime. Many of us were anywhere from boobs free to totally nude. Yes, yours truly walked around her reception totally naked on the second day of the after-party. (With Dan’s children in attendance the first day, we refrained.) A friend offered to host, so the setting was pool-side in her backyard.
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I love it! Honestly, I don’t know if I would be very comfortable walking around nude in public places. But it’s more a germaphobia thing than anything else. Plus I am always cold! But maybe poolside I could do. But then I burn so easily that I could really only be naked in the water. Sheesh. But I don’t have any issue walking around nude in a clean and warm place! Hahaha
xoxo
Shelbee
Michelle
Ha! It was 106 in the shade, and the pool was in the shade. Perfect for a nude pool party. I highly doubt even you would be cold. 🤣 I thought I might feel a bit weird, but honestly with multiple nude people lounging about, it just seemed natural. As far as germs, we sat on our own personal towels. In the water, with suits or nude, I don’t really think it matters. Now I need to go look at my wedding after-party pics!
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Yes, as long as I have my own clean towel for sitting on! I am more afraid of outside dirt and germs and crawling critters than people germs. I don’t want any teeny tiny ants or anything crawling in my vagina while I am nude lounging outside! Seriously, these are things that truly freak me out! And sunburn. I don’t want or need it. I am perfectly happy with my healthy translucent skin! But as long as the environment is right, I’d be on board. An indoor pool perhaps! Hahaha
Marsha Banks
At first glance, I thought my eyes were deceiving me when I read the title of your post!!! You are far braver than I am, my friend! Of course, my girls are substatially older than yours. They are often peering into my belly button, I swear! I wish I could say I would be comfortable going braless in public, but I’m just not. I think I’ve been conditioned for too many years. And, like you, I think…no, I know…my clothing looks better when they are upright and supported! I mean, I don’t need any more help expanding my waistline, and that’s what they would be doing!!! Anyway, bravo to you for being you at all times!!
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Oh my goodness, Marsha, I cannot thank you enough for this wonderful comment! I really appreciate the support! (Pun intended. Ha!) I agree that my clothing looks much better with a bra on, too, but who the heck set that standard anyway? That boobs are supposed to be all lifted up and perky? That’s simply not how boobs are! Mine swing way down low as my son pointed out to me when he was 4 years old comparing my breasts to a cartoon character’s! And while I am brave enough to share photos like this online, I definitely would not be comfortable going topless in public. Plus I am always way too cold to not wear clothes!
xoxo
Shelbee
Wendy
I want to be you when I grow up!! You’re like the super cool older sister I never had!
Wendy
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Oh my goodness, Wendy, this comment just made my day! I love it! Thank you. I hope you have an amazing holiday!
xoxo
Shelbee
Patrick Weseman
Looking very nice and glad you had fun after the shoot. It amazes me that I see men walking around San Francisco naked but a woman can get into trouble for walking around topless. I find that the double standard there is just too crazy.
Very nice and I say free them.
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Thanks so much, Patrick! I appreciate the support! (Puns are always intended. Ha.) It is the double standard that is frustrating. I actually have no intention of walking around topless. I am way too cold for being naked outdoors! But the fact that men can be topless and women cannot is just so completely ridiculous to me!
xoxo
Shelbee
Jamie
Love it! Your right on, why it’s alright for guys to go topless and whats wrong with seeing a little of the female anatomy?? Your look great in your translucent top.
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Thanks so much, Jamie! I really appreciate your support and your perspective!
xoxo
Shelbee
Jamie
Just wanted to share. As for some women this is very natural. People need to enjoy themselves as we are only here for a short time.
Thanks,
Jamie
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I agree with you completely, Jamie! Thanks so much for sharing and for supporting me!
xoxo
Shelbee
Michelle
Awesome post! You certainly covered the love-hate relationship I have had with my boobs. Before menopause, I admired the women whose boobs were small enough not to require a bra (even as some of those girls admired my cleavage). Freeing my boobs came with pain, especially at a certain time of the month. Yep the girls (my go-to phrase for boobs) would become really sore and painful, and a bra would help. And they never seemed to be completely pain free – until menopause that is. The lack of pain that came with menopause pretty much removed the hate component of our relationship.
I’m all about the cleavage. It’s as close as we will likely ever get to freeing the boob while a large proportion of men find them so alluring sexually. (I’ll admit to envying the cultures, who live primarily along the equator where it is warm, in which the boobs are always out – from children to grandma.)
Like you, my right one is bigger. I have often wished they were a bit perkier. But I’d need to be smaller to achieve that. With age, and finally getting all of the Hollywood brainwashing ejected from my brain, I have learned to love my boobs, and my body, but it’s a shame that we can’t start from a place of acceptance.
Oh, and btw, you have lovely boobs.
Michelle
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Gah, Michelle, brilliant comment! Thank you so much! It is a shame that we can’t start from a place of full body acceptance. My body has undergone so many changes in my lifetime and you always feel so alone in trying to adjust to it. Age and experience definitely help to undo all that brainwashing, but this stuff is ingrained so deeply in our culture that many people can never undo it. I have never made nudity an issue in my house so hopefully my kids will grow into the kind of men who respectfully view the human body as a miraculous beautiful thing in all the things that it can do and enjoy. I have had arguments with my kids about my sleeping topless. They have insisted that it’s not okay for me to do. When I pointed out that they all sleep shirtless, my children informed me that it’s okay for boys and not girls. Obviously that message did not come from me, it came from what society and culture has taught them. So I have to unteach them. All the damn time!
Oh, and don’t get me started on the boob pain! I definitely experience that and those are the days when removing my bra is more painful than keeping it on! But I have noticed the boob pain is getting less and less as my period gets lighter and lighter and more erratic and weird. I think I may be coming to the end of this soon…hopefully!
xoxo
Shelbee
Michelle
Ugh! I hate the messages sent by our prudish society. Nudity is bad. Sex for pleasure is bad. Ethical non-monogamy is bad. We’d all be a lot more well-adjusted if we could get past this BS!
Oh and you’re really going to love it when your boobs never hurt! It’s amazing!
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Why are those things considered so bad?!!! I just don’t understand any of it. And I look forward to pain-free boobs…coming soon! Haha