
I have been shopping for bras lately. This is serious bra shopping, because I need serious support. I’m even willing to pay full price. Why? — you might ask, of someone who, in the past, did all her bra shopping in Marshall’s and Ross and various clearance racks. Well, I have gained quite a bit of weight in the years since I was blessed with menopause, and the old sizes just don’t do it anymore. Seriously. They don’t even remember my name. So that means tromping into the lingerie department with my new measurements (who KNEW there was such a size as 42G?), digging through racks and racks of shiny bras with deep, echoing cups and complicated hook closures, in varying shades of beige, and looking for all the world like they were made for Bertha Butt of the Butt sisters … yet they still manage to be too tight [...]









You Gotta Fight For Your Right… If You’re A Woman. Still.
I am a twenty-something year old woman. I am on the cusp of earning my Bachelor’s Degree in the spring (I’m a bit of a procrastinator) and making plans after that to earn my teaching credential and my (first) Master’s. I work over thirty hours per week and am currently enrolled in six classes (and a lab). I live with my husband and our dog and we have a mortgage, a car payment, health insurance and other bills to address. I pay taxes and have no criminal history. I am what many would generally consider to be a responsible adult. My husband and I don’t want to have kids (let’s leave that topic for some other time). So another part of being a responsible adult — as well as taking control of my own life — means that I have been on birth control for a long time. At first, [...]