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3 Reasons Why Not Wearing a Bra is sometimes the BEST Feeling in the World




As insane as it may sound, but women are ALWAYS in a love-hate relationship with their bras. They would be very choosy about the size, make and color. Every morning, they would meticulously choose which one to wear that complements their dress; but this dear feeling would soon vanish as the day advances. Through this post, I’m trying to list down the reasons why women love to hate their bras that they happily cling on to on a daily basis.




  1.    .       Just Letting Them Breathe
For it is the basic and fundamental right of any being. Yes, boobs are beings and women feel the urge to unwind and let them breathe, for breathe they must. So when the days are heavy and you can’t take the cruelties of the world anymore, remember to unhook

   2.   To Avoid that Stabbing Feeling

Men would never understand the feeling of something constantly stabbing their chest and shoulders. Women would agree that however comfortable bra they wear, it can sometimes sting the body (padded and wired ones specially are killers) badly. When the pain is too much, just let your hair down and release that choking piece of cloth.

   3.   The Expression of Freedom

     You have been wearing it for majority of the day…at night when you are free from your chores, just place your hands at the back and gently remove your bra. This would be the most liberated feeling in the world, and for sure the best part of your day.

Forget what the world dictates you about bras. Going braless should be entirely your decision and not the society’s. After all, appreciating the natural shape and size of your boobs can be much better than the exaggerated, round, padded version of clothing.

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