"Sometimes I don't carry a bra," the female manifesto against ties
The Spanish Women's Magazine Kahlo published in early April a manifesto against the use of writer's support Noelia Gutiérrez Melgar and shared it on her Facebook page.The publication, which in 20 days has obtained more than 10.000 likes and more than 4.000 shared, it is a fragment of the text sometimes I do not carry a bra in which the author explains that he does not use a support for considering it a “legacy left by the established beauty canons”.
Morgana Noelia, as she is also known artistically, is 26 years old, lives in Seville and is dedicated to writing about people, "his screams, his laughs and their orgasms,” he tells Verne via email.“I do it to break things that make us stumble or squeeze us, but also to unite those that can free us or give us kisses.All writings start from my experiences as a woman who contradicts all the time to find the balance between what I am and what they want it to be ”.
The text of the Blog Tierra de Aires defines the bra as an uncomfortable garment, and "a 21st century corset" that is used or not, will not put the world in favor of women.“I wrote this text because the idea was always with me.My body has been expelling the support gradually for years, but perhaps once or twice many months, for different circumstances, I put it on.I am still learning to stop justify.
Gutierrez says that his text invites women to free themselves and stop believing that their mission is to serve as a pleasant instrument: “We are taking off the bra, speaking of our blood, teaching the ass, leaving the hiding places where we masturbated and returning tovenerate.The freedom of women co -the fear of fear and it is time to send it to shit ”.
According to the author, women must stop complying with the beauty canons imposed by society."If you meet the macho dictates for not being indicated or" exposed ", you will be perpetuating this patriarchal legacy.If that happens your daughter is going to suffer it in the same way, also your granddaughter and your entire family tree will be a hotbed of women who were not, because they were afraid of being ".It ends.
Next, we reproduce the full text that appeared in the Kahlo Project magazine, with permission from the author.
Sometimes I don't have a bra
Morgana Noelia
Sometimes I don't have a bra.I do not want to.
The bra is a shit garment made of irons and fabrics that are nailed to the confines of the meat and creates itchy, wounds and even spots.The bra is the corset of the 21st century.A whore because it is used to climb the tits to the moon and create a couple of mountains that everyone can admire, that everyone can climb.Because a good scotazo is the perfect complement to have an adequate girlfriend or to leave a night of tequila boom boom.A neckline that boats, yes sir.Thing that, sometimes, I use for not being able to break completely with the legacy left by the established beauty canons, anorexia deaths and choripán lips for the Botox.
Sometimes I don't have a bra.I do not want to.
And you know what happens?That they look at me as if I were killing mammoth puppies for carrying the tits free of pressures, that look at me as if the nipples were cannons about to shoot my phone number to all pedestrians, which shout me gilipolleces, that break me down to commentwhispered, to retrograde and macho thoughts that will surely fill the air that I breathe with poison, and then I will have to strive the double to take effect with my tits, full of infinite nature, of life, from the head up, fuck.That they repeat me again and again that - don't you have a bra?Well you show you - What should you answer: you also notice that you take it and I don't tell you anything.
Sometimes I don't have a bra.I do not want to.
Because they gave birth to me, because I get carried away by gravity, because I am faithful to my body, which tells me that it squeezes him, that tells me to harm him, that he tells me that he fucks him to carry that shit put only to obey theRules of a society that is not accustomed to leaving the man's food, sources of inexhaustible mystery, sculptures of the miracle.Friends, by the way, of sports fasteners, who help you move only what is necessary and do not torture you.
Sometimes I don't have a bra.I do not want to.
And if I become old and I meet one hundred old.Have taken a bra or not.So, I say that we better begin to love each other, to leave us alone, to send everyone to hell, to really venerate what it means to have a body that beats and wants to keep beating.
Because ... we carry a bra or not, the world will not be in our favor;We will continue to suffer harassment and dots of drool;Fashion, aesthetics and power will continue to show us as reflections to smooth and tight women, with boobs in the mouth and asses in the neck.We are all going to continue praising the word perfection in the same way because we are foolish, monigotes, alienated of this contemporary world.As usual.
That's why ... don't get a bra, if you don't want, smart woman!And ask yourself why you put it on when you wear it!Be aware and act accordingly!Free Sundays and Sundays!Comfortable tits, with or without milk, and to power!
Sometimes I don't have a bra.I do not want to.
And even if I know that I will not change anything, I write it.In case the words resist eternal.In case my daughter, or yours, one day they want to know everything there is really inside a woman's head.And that, as you can see, yes I feel like.
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