Brassieres
In childhood, we teasingly called them ‘brass ears’
In the ‘80’s, Bette Midler sang about ‘over the shoulder boulder holders’
Combining these definitions, the maiden's form becomes a stone sculpture decorated in brass.
Are we made only of stone!?
I say No!
Are we warriors that we should wear brass cups against our gently elastic softness!?
Again I say No!
Our fruits of the eternal loom have banded us together
In groups
In regiments
And in great legions
No more falseness of padding,
No more pointed statements of femininity
No more cleavages created from great or little endowments
No hooks to be caught on sweaters
while swirling aimlessly in washing machines
No hooks to be fondled by men
searching for second base
Only broad bands
Good and serviceable
Colours of white, grey or black
Material only cotton/polyester with just a smidgen of Lycra!
And now we join ranks against the Battle of Elasticity.
Will these great bands give us the needed support?
Will our elastic skin continue to spread to the sides
whilst we continue to fight the good fight?
Only time will tell.
“If you have yet to be called an
incorrigible, defiant woman,
don't worry, there's still time.”
~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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