When I was a child, I put a curse on my boobs. I was obsessed with breasts. I always wanted boobs. At the age of three, I would draw flat, one-dimensional, naked bodies of women and their boobies. You’d think I was trying to be Picasso or something though. For a girl obsessed with uniformity […]
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I’ve been trying to figure out how to wed my stand-up comedy and storytelling with the mission of The Breast Life. Why should these two passions stay separate? But talking about boobs and bras on stage—although it does have its humorous side–doesn’t do it for me. But then I remembered my original inspiration for writing […]
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Today I’ve put together a list of the top 12 TBL blog posts of the year. Given that we made a few changes in The Breast Life, it seems appropriate to look back on what our readers found helpful and useful. And if you haven’t read the blog in a while, it’s a great way to catch […]
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Now that I’m in my 60s, I’m noticing the advantages of being a senior woman. I’m not talking about AARP discounts, either. I’ve written about being bad-ass and feeling free to do as I please—whether it’s stand-up comedy, a new hairstyle, or posing in my pretty underthings. But why am I willing to take those risks now? […]
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Is it okay for women over 50 to show cleavage? My ideal world would be one where zero fashion police exist to judge women by what they wear. But that’s not the case. And breasts are highly sexualized, by both sexes. I remember years of hiding mine under high-neck styles, to avoid unwanted attention. It’s […]
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