One of the best feelings for me is taking my bra off after a long day. I really do not like wearing bras but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. We all grew up embracing the art of wearing them because we were told we had to; but lately the wearing of a bra has become overrated.
The “no bra” trend I think started last year with people like Kim and Rihanna being pioneers. I like to call this “The Free the Nipple Movement”. I started this year hoping to free the nipple more but my 36D cup just wouldn’t let me join the movement, how sad.
I’ve spent the past few days trying to revamp my blog, creating a niche for The Black Writer, putting together my posts and also trying to have fun while at it. I wasn’t going to post anything until I was ready but hey! I have a blog followership now ( is that what it’s called?) so I’ve gotta keep y’all happy ( you have no idea how excited I am)
Growing up I believed that whatever I do on the first day of the year would somehow affect the rest of the year. I would take a shower early, be nice, try to have fun and eat well. As time went by I realized it was just a funny myth; my mother just used that to make sure I was on good behavior.