After the summer of 2014, twenty-three-year-old me watched my C cup breasts disappear into barely A’s. I had failed my then dreams and was punishing my first world problem with a first world solution: guilt, specifically guilting myself into not eating. I didn’t think I deserved to eat because I had failed at a nightmare…
As an awkward and prepubescent 12-year-old, I dreaded recess. It was the time when all the girls would pile into the bathroom to apply their glossy lip smacker and broadcast their beautifully bowed bras. Me, I had one of those handsome Fruit of The Loom tanks. UGH!!!! My mom and I had to talk! It…
During the summer of 2016, I was just your normal 24-year-old mess looking for a purpose in life. This is also the summer I discovered kickboxing classes. Known for its high energy (excruciating) and time efficient calorie burning (torture), I was sold. The truth is I googled “How do I lose weight easily” which is…
It was winter break of my freshmen year of high school when my dad decided to reroute our annual Disney World trip. I think he felt he had sat in enough teacups and was ready for something different. After all, he had two kids in high school and thought it was time to try somewhere…
Once upon a time, naked photos could end careers. “Compromising positions” were the stuff of blackmail. Up and coming performers knew better than to risk their integrity by allowing less-than-wholesome images of themselves to surface in public. So as a young, hopeful comedian in the 1980s, I believed my future would be over if anyone…
When I was a child, I put a curse on my boobs. I was obsessed with breasts. I always wanted boobs. At the age of three, I would draw flat, one-dimensional, naked bodies of women and their boobies. You’d think I was trying to be Picasso or something though. For a girl obsessed with uniformity…
I’ve been trying to figure out how to wed my stand-up comedy and storytelling with the mission of The Breast Life. Why should these two passions stay separate? But talking about boobs and bras on stage—although it does have its humorous side–doesn’t do it for me. But then I remembered my original inspiration for writing…
Today I’ve put together a list of the top 12 TBL blog posts of the year. Given that we made a few changes in The Breast Life, it seems appropriate to look back on what our readers found helpful and useful. And if you haven’t read the blog in a while, it’s a great way to catch…
Now that I’m in my 60s, I’m noticing the advantages of being a senior woman. I’m not talking about AARP discounts, either. I’ve written about being bad-ass and feeling free to do as I please—whether it’s stand-up comedy, a new hairstyle, or posing in my pretty underthings. But why am I willing to take those risks now?…
Is it okay for women over 50 to show cleavage? My ideal world would be one where zero fashion police exist to judge women by what they wear. But that’s not the case. And breasts are highly sexualized, by both sexes. I remember years of hiding mine under high-neck styles, to avoid unwanted attention. It’s…
Until she wrote a book on the subject, Elisabeth Dale didn’t know much about her breasts. She created this site so that readers can find the best products, clothing and surgical options—anything and everything related to bras, breast health, and well-being.
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