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When TW asked if I was going to blog about National Cleavage Day, I realized I totally had to blog it. Who cares how much work is waiting for me or how many unanswered emails are in my inbox. I'm a lesbian. I love cleavage. I'm also a feminist and a small breasted woman with very little cleavage of my own, but a pretty high level of appreciation for my own body. Add all of those things up and I've got a heck of a lot to say about National Cleavage Day.
The obvious place for me to start is to point out that NCD originated in South Africa and was sponsored by... Wonderbra. Yes, you read that right. Wonderbra in South Africa.
According to Samantha Paterson, the brand manager for Wonderbra, the National Cleavage Day is started according to a design to solemnize women's independence and power in all facets of life, from their careers to their relationships to their own destiny.[1] Anita Meiring, public relations consultant for Wonderbra, explained the event, "It is a day for women to realize that their cleavage is something unique and that they should be proud of it".[4] Paterson explained "It gives women a chance to be beautiful and glow in the furtive, yet appreciative, glances their cleavage evokes from men".[1] She also explained "It gives men a legitimate reason to stare at boobs".
They had me until that last little bit there. Because damn it, while I might be a lesbian who appreciates a nice bit of cleavage (and I do) I do not stare at boobs. I also do not believe in giving men (or anyone) a legitimate reason to stare at boobs unless we're all in the comfort of our own bedrooms or wherever it is our intimate relationships are errr intimate.
There really is nothing worse than having a man talk to your breasts. There's probably nothing worse than having a woman talk to your breasts either but I rarely see women complaining about lesbians talking to their breasts (thank goodness.)
I do however have a lot of experience with women talking about their own breasts and each others breasts. We do that a lot.
I remember a business trip I went on, with three other women who besides being colleagues are also old friends of mine - and TW's. The three of them headed off to the hotel bar for a drink and some bar food while I stayed in the hotel room I was sharing with one of these women... they came back an hour or two later, drunk and disorderly. OK maybe not drunk but they were disorderly and it was amusing. I had been asleep on the couch until their disorderly selves came in and somehow (don't ask me how) they began to talk about their breasts and their new bras.
One of these women (Hi friend who sometimes reads and comments on my BlogHer posts!) showed us her new bra, the one she was currently wearing. (Hello! I'm trying to sleep here! And also not look because of that whole lesbian sharing a room thing.) Which led to them all discussing great bras. Which somehow led to them discussing cleavage. Which then led to them discussing TW's cleavage. Yes, TW - my partner - who has great breasts - but rarely wears a bra. (Hi TW.)
These women went on and on about TW's breasts and how great her cleavage would look in a Wonderbra or some other bra I don't know anything about (because I cannot tell you the last time I actually wore a bra.)
Finally, after this discussion had gone on longer than I was comfortable with (two seconds would have been my limit) one of them remembered that I don't particularly like bras and tend to like the natural look. They all hemmed and hawed over that, moved on to some other topic and I tried my darnedest to go back to sleep.
And just now, when I mentioned to TW that I was going to include a story about the woman who sometimes comments on my posts here said "She's got great cleavage and always shows it off nicely with a piece of jewelry - she makes her own jewelry you know." Which is true, she does and she does. But this is just another example of women talking about
