A few years ago, when a friend asked me if I considered myself a feminist, I said that I believe all women are feminists in their own way. And he said, “Yeah, but, if you’re a feminist, aren’t you supposed to be strapping your boobs down or something?”
No. I’m not.
I shouldn’t be changing anything. I am who I am. All women should be proud of their bodies–even feminists. ESPECIALLY feminists. Our breasts and our curves make us women. I support the ta-ta movement. I do not support the “she’s exploiting herself by flaunting her breasts” movement.
Take, for example, Beyonce’s halftime show at the Super Bowl. A lot of people gave her grief about the way she dressed and danced. I can see both sides of the argument. But, personally, I think the show was fierce as hell. Did you notice that it was an all female show? I don’t want to assume what Beyonce was thinking, but I would like to think she was trying to make a statement. She didn’t do a pretty little show where she sat on a chair and sang ballads. She came out, stomped up that stage, made explosions, and rocked her ass off. And she wasn’t concerned about looking pretty. Especially when she did this:
She got a lot of criticism for that outfit, but I say so what? She has curves. She has a healthy body. She walked up on that stage and said, “I’m proud of this, now look at how fierce I can be. You can, too.” There was no shame there. Only confidence. “I am woman, hear me roar.”
I am not “asking for it” by what I wear. I wear what I wear to show the world that I’m proud to be a woman. So when I wear this:
I’m not asking for anything. It doesn’t mean I’m not a “real” feminist. It just means I really love my boobs.
I love my body.