Are you calling me a boob?
May 21st, 2008 by Besha Rodell in Food & Life, RestaurantsLast week in my review of Spice Market, I made this comment:
Women wear backless wrap dresses in dark eggplant. I guess the back-baring is supposed to be sexy, but I spent a whole evening trying to figure out how it’s possible to work an entire shift wearing no bra. For those unwilling to go braless, the men’s uniform of a stylized caftan over pajama bottoms is allowed.
Anahita61 responded by saying:
You’re kidding, right? Some women go entire days and nights without brassieres strapped around their chests. It is completely and fantastically possible.
Of course, she’s right. Anahita61, I envy you and your ilk. For some women, going braless is perfectly feasible, and it was obvious that some of the women at Spice Market fell into this category. But alas, it is not such an easy thing for all of us. For many women, a bra is not simply fashion compliance or symbol of our societal bondage – for some of us, especially those of us who work on our feet, it is the only thing keeping us from back spasms and worse. There were women at Spice Market who seemed to defy gravity and others with whom gravity had already caught up to. Does it make me shallow to obsess over this? Absolutely.
Mainly I felt bad that someone’s uniform might cause them discomfort.
May 24th, 2008 at 12:30 pm
Oops, that was me! See, to me, seeing women wearing bras makes me feel bad that they are uncomfortable, because to me a bra is nothing but. But I do sympathize with large breasted women who do need something to support them. I guess I’ll never be able to empathize, however, as I have never really “needed” one. Sorry.
You are no boob, however. :)