Marion Roach Smith’s alternate sisterly reality, with Margaret Roach.
FOR ALL TOO LONG I did not know that Saudi women had to buy their bras from men. And while those days are now nearly in the past, don’t for a second be fooled into thinking that this change came easily. Protests, boycotts, an online campaign, and finally, intervention from the king decreed that women in Saudi Arabia no longer have to talk cup size solely to men. Well, better late than never, I guess. [click to continue…]
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WOMEN AREN’T ALIKE. Or so it took me to paragraph 21 of the cover piece of this Sunday’s Week in Review to be told. As we say in my house: Duh. A massive, longitudinal study on women, and this is the best they can do? And then bury it deep in the piece? I’m quite sure those of you who did not read this on Sunday need to read this now. [click to continue…]
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OUR BRAS. IN TRANSLATION. Is it just us, or do they look bigger in French?
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MENOPAUSE MADE ME DO IT. It’s my new favorite shield phrase, though I do find that from behind its protection come some of the more surprising things I’ve said in my lifetime. These phrases just seem to hurtle from me, and while I must admit that they feel so good as they tumble out, even I am sometimes surprised when I hear them go whizzing by. Consider, for instance, what I recently screamed out my car window about my boobs. [click to continue…]
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WOULDA COULDA SHOULDA. Oh, how we wish we were there. But the next best thing to being there is when somebody tells it as you have, about your bras. Oh, sisters we just love you for it. And the hits just keep on coming. [click to continue…]
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B RAS HAVE NEVER BEEN FUNNY until now. I have never–and I am not making this up–found this topic funny until I started to write about it, and you started to write back. Laughing and crying my way through your comments, I have been renewed, reborn, reworked in ways no boob job could deliver. And I only wish I could publish those emails sent privately, but I won’t. Really. Don’t beg. But I will do this: give you this video treat, sent to me on email; a gift from a sister reader. Enjoy.
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BIKING WITH MOM: Nowhere is our story more two-sided than on the topic of our mother.
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