I wear underwear whenever I'm wearing clothes because I feel weird without them. I don't wear clothes to bed, ever, and sometimes run around naked outside if I'm someplace where that's an option. I don't wear bras except when I'm at work, and then I only wear sport bras. The damned thing comes off before I leave the building most days, or else in the car before I leave the parking lot.
Believe it or not, I used to be really skinny, and for the first umpteen years of my life, I never wore a bra. I gained a lot of weight the year that I was in a wheelchair, but there was enough going on with being in a wheelchair that my self-image didn't stay updated.
I was still in the wheelchair when I went off to my clinical psych internship. At the end of the first quarter, interns got feedback from all of the senior staff on the site. My feedback was "You need to wear a bra." Excuse me? Senior staff is worried about my UNDERWEAR? I asked them why they were commenting on my clothes and not on my therapy, and they said, "Your therapy's fine, so we really don't have anything to say about that, but a lot of our clients are adolescent boys, and you really need to wear a bra." Uh, okay. My internship was great in almost every way, but I still can't believe that they wanted to enforce the bra-wearing norm.
Heh. Yes, I can see both points of view on this. Adolescent boys!
My mom always tried to get me to wear bras, which I think was a late-stage fallback position from her trying to get me to wear clothes of any kind when I was small. But now I live clothing optional. And I still skip bras a lot of the time. I see their place as mostly to support my bosom when it's feeling tender, which is only about one week out of the month.
I wear knickers a) when I'm wearing a skirt without nylons in polite company b) as bedroom attire c) when I'm going clothes shopping. I'm much more attached to bras, for physical and emotional comfort. Favorites: a pair of dark purple silk bikinis from Natori, for prettiness without horrific discomfort, and "body veils" by Vera Wang for absolutely no panty lines.
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Date: 2007-05-09 03:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-09 04:33 pm (UTC)I was still in the wheelchair when I went off to my clinical psych internship. At the end of the first quarter, interns got feedback from all of the senior staff on the site. My feedback was "You need to wear a bra." Excuse me? Senior staff is worried about my UNDERWEAR? I asked them why they were commenting on my clothes and not on my therapy, and they said, "Your therapy's fine, so we really don't have anything to say about that, but a lot of our clients are adolescent boys, and you really need to wear a bra." Uh, okay. My internship was great in almost every way, but I still can't believe that they wanted to enforce the bra-wearing norm.
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Date: 2007-05-10 11:18 am (UTC)My mom always tried to get me to wear bras, which I think was a late-stage fallback position from her trying to get me to wear clothes of any kind when I was small. But now I live clothing optional. And I still skip bras a lot of the time. I see their place as mostly to support my bosom when it's feeling tender, which is only about one week out of the month.
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Date: 2007-05-10 10:26 pm (UTC)