Are we tired of my Simpsons references? Sure hope not. And the oblique ones are even more inaccessible, since it was originally about pants, not bras. Entire tomes could be written. Not sure if I spelled that correctly because I think I did but I got an autocorrect. Tomes. Yeah, I’m usually a pretty good speller.
All the 20 somethings are having this no-bra moment. I love it! It’s sexy and harkens back to an important cultural pivot point. But frankly, I’m not up for it. I drive a car with pretty stiff suspension and I’ve breastfed children for two full years. Hand me a bra, please. I’ll nonchalantly rage against the machine some other way.
I remember when I first started college. I was the only girl in my major (environmental studies) who did not have dreadlocks and hemp shoes and smell like patchouli. I remember having this moment where I realized that superficial shit is just that. I’ve decicated my entire professional career to sustainability and I do wear a bra. Let’s complicate the narrative, shall we?
Relatedly, (or not?) anyone with kids knows how hard leisure reading is. I’m finally more than ten pages into the NOFX biography and it is worth every moment it takes to read through it. Pour yourself a stiff drink first, though. This one might hurt going down.
Gracias por leer, amigos.