“If you want it, come and get it and understand - you take me as I am”

This past week I’ve really been pulling from my inner hippie-ness. I didn’t shave my legs all week and I haven’t been wearing a bra. It bothered me in the beginning, but I think because my ta-ta’s have shrunk from losing weight, it’s been a teensy bit easier dealing with the no bra thing. It helped too that my mom reassured me that they didn’t look like they were down to my waist. Lol. Well it’s been 6 days like this so far and while I did shave my legs this morning, I am still not able to wear my bra yet. But that’s okay. I’m actually getting used to it. I find that if I’m wearing a tank top, I don’t mind it. And if the jiggling bothers everyone else, oh well. I’ve come a long way. I never used to be able to leave the house without a bra on. Today I ventured outside and ran errands. Yes, people. That’s right. I’m not wearing a bra, and those ARE my nipples. Speaking of nipples - on the flipside, it just makes me want to pierce my nipples even more. I know. I just grossed some of you out by saying that. I’ve only admitted wanting to do this to one person. I like how it looks when women have their nipples pierced and wear hoops in them. And if I had mine done now… well, I would probably be going braless more often in the summer time. Heh. Even though I’ve been going braless because I got my side tattooed last Saturday and endured just under 3 hours of needling, it doesn’t mean that I have the balls to go get pierced like that. I know how it felt when I got my navel done and that is not a sensitive area. And I’ve talked to a couple guy friends who have their nipple(s) done. I know it would hurt like HE-double hockey sticks. Not to mention I’d have to be drunker than a skunk and/or taking some good pain meds to endure the process as well as having it possible to get them both done at the same exact time.



To recap…

Hairy legs

No bra

Tattooed side

Talk of nipple piercing



Who am I?! I’m the person I’ve always been. I’m just becoming more comfortable in my own skin… both literally (as my tattoo heals) and figuratively.