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When Your Favorite Lingerie Store Fails You

One of the pages I follow on Facebook is Frederick’s of Hollywood — one of the biggest lingerie stores in the country. That’s what social networks are for, right!? I like the Frederick’s brand because they carry ultra sexy underwear while not being as overrated, played-out and overpriced as Victoria’s Secret — at least years ago it was not the case. I also like Frederick’s because their bras fit me perfectly.

Well, last year I had to hide their news feeds because my wall was getting bombarded with boobs, lots and lots of extra-large boobs! Long time passed and I forgot about it. I checked out their page recently and allowed their feeds back on. That’s when I remembered that they didn’t show for a reason. Here’s one example:

So cute, right? But it got me thinking; is this company seriously not able to find ONE model with small breasts? I don’t mind the sexy models in the pictures, thrusting their stuff so high it looks like they’re going to choke any minute. But why is the company targeting large-breasted women only? I can’t find a single ad of small-busted women on their Facebook page.

The girls modeling the lingerie are gorgeous and I’m sure a lot of big-chested women can relate, but I don’t think Frederick’s care about marketing to the small-breasted ones anymore, and small is why I liked them in the first place! It makes me sad/angry. It angers me that these companies keep pushing that belief that “the bigger the boobs the sexier” a woman looks. Some of the models aren’t even a C-cup but there’s obviously some Photoshopping and push-up bras wear going on to make them look bigger. Disappointing.

I still love their fun stuff — when I visit the store everything’s perfect and the bra sizes work for me, so I must add that I’m also confused by this social media campaign of theirs. It’s uncool what they’re doing publicly, leaving consumers like me out of the picture.

I should just take my bun to the Gap store  ^. At least they’re one-faced, and realistic!



It Would Surprise You, But I Do Have to Wear a Bra

That would be my answer to anyone who asks if I really had to wear a bra. I stumbled upon this Huffingtonpost article, ‘Flat-Chested’ And More Things Not To Say To Small-Busted Women, which took me back to “Flat-chested bitch” is not an insult. I don’t care how many times I have to link back to that message as long as it is read by all the right people. Really trying to empower my fellow small-busted here!

Now, the fact that being called flat-chested is not an insult doesn’t mean that some women do get offended by it. Even I must confess; there’s something on that Huff Post article that I think would bother me personally, and that is the question “Have you ever considered implants?”

Some of my close friends joke about these things mentioned on that article all the time and it’s so funny that even I bring up the subject sometimes just so that I can hear them crack some “flat-chest jokes.” I don’t mind it because they’re my friends and it’s fun, and I know they can only be kidding (they better be).  But if an acquaintance ever asked me that question I think it’d make me sad. Sad because it’d mean that some people would rather see a woman go through extreme and dangerous measures to acquire a more “desirable” bust than to accept the fact that she’s just small, which is also desirable, and most importantly that she’s happy.

men leotardYou know, men are lucky that they don’t have their junk up on their chest, not exposed to the world (not even when wearing leotards) every day the way women sort of have to expose their breasts. Otherwise, this argument would be dead in this man’s world. My next statement would be that more men should wear leotards.

I’m glad to say that I don’t consider the rest of “offenses” from that list offensive at all. I guess it depends on the kind of environment where a girl is raised. I’d say I was raised in a healthy supportive environment, but it just wasn’t the case. In fact, my family and friends couldn’t care less about breasts! It was never a controversy; who was bigger, who was smaller…none of that. Growing up, no one around me ever gave boob dimensions that much importance — as it should be.

Sure I had my self-esteem problems somewhere in the middle, when I started to immerse myself in pop culture, but I don’t remember getting offended in a major way when people like my cousin said things like, “If my boobs were the same size as yours, I’d never wear a bra.” I took it as a compliment.

Anyway, if you have a small bust, take a look at the article and let me know what offends—or used to offend—you (if at all!).

“Flat-chested bitch” is not an insult

Don’t be silly.

Flatchested is not an insult

For those who like to tease small girls: it is not a legitimate insult. The bad taste joke’s on you. An insult is considered to be something degrading and offensive. Being small is not a disgrace, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.

Flat-chested señoritas: I repeat; it is nothing to be ashamed of. If you give the bullies the power to make you feel inferior, to put you down just because you’re a smaller size, they’ll think they’ve found your breaking point and will keep harassing you with that weapon.

Bullies – don’t “feel bad for flat chested girls” — your problems are bigger than ours! LOL. Seriously speaking, señoritas, it is not an abnormality — we’re fine. Besides, don’t you know that criticism makes us stronger? *wink*

In Search of the Perfect Bra

A Twitter feed read: “Flat-chested girls don’t know the struggle of buying clothes.” I immediately thought, honey, we may have different sizes, but the struggle is the same! At least when it comes to finding the “perfect” bra it is. In fact, I’ve had a much harder time finding a good fitting bra than my big-breasted friends have. We have too few choices in America.

The perfect bra

Can you believe that the best-fitting bras I own have all been purchased abroad? Yeah, because stores in the US… they don’t cater to small-breasted women. I used to like going in Victoria’s Secret (though overpriced to be honest) because of all the pretty colors and the silk and what not. But I stopped when I realized I was fooling myself. Their bras felt good to the touch, but for my body type, and the actual purpose of it, the fitting was awful.

32’s were too small. 34’s were too big. I’ve had better luck at Gap, H&M, and Frederick’s of Hollywood.

Just the other day I read that JOCKEY International, the well-known clothing manufacturer, is “revolutionizing” bra sizes. Well, GOOD! I don’t know how better, if any, this will be for us flat-chested girls, but it was about time someone did something about it. It is not a brand I’m crazy about—I don’t think I’ve ever even bought anything from them—but a lot of women do, and maybe more apparel manufacturers will follow suit.

The perfect bra should cup the breasts perfectly and comfortably. I like them with wires only because…hm, I actually don’t know why. Not too tight, not too loose. The cups shouldn’t hike over and touch your chin when you raise your hands or twist your body. (I have that problem often, like the time my mom asked why my boobs were so high up. Dammit. That’s just my bra, mom!) Also, the straps should stay in place when adjusted.

I swear, slipping straps are the WORST when you’re moving around. They now sell different things like “strap holders” to take care of the problem, but that may only be a temporary solution for some. Almost all of my bras have the straps that cross on the back. Or they’re strapless. I refuse to let a strap ruin my day when I’m running errands, for instance. All the unnecessary garments come off when I’m home anyway, but when the time calls to wear a bra I want mine to be super comfortable.

So, yeah, I wouldn’t say that flat-chested girls struggle less than big-chested women when it comes to searching for the perfect bra. We have the same problem; only in different sizes.

What Shakira has taught me about boobs

This I doubt, but in case you don’t know who Shakira is, she’s a famous Colombian singer-songwriter, dancer, record producer, and (though maybe not officially) a poet. When writing in English, I feel that she could perhaps hire a better translator or interpreter who knows both cultures well in order to polish her lyrics a bit more. Her stuff kind of gets lost when translated to English. But the work she’s done in Spanish: genius.

Anyway, this post is about the lyrics she’s written about her chest.

Sure her hips don’t lie (have you seen the girl dance?!) and she looks so natural and effortlessly sexy, unlike many female artists. One would think she has nothing to complain about. But I’m sure that if she writes about it, it is likely that she’s felt the pressure in that world of constant scrutiny.

Other than sparking my interest to learn belly dancing from watching her dance all these years, she’s one of the few female superstars who’ve proven that you can, indeed, conquer the world with small breasts and humility. 🙂

Shakira mentions her boobs in at least two of her songs. One of them, Objection,  goes:

Next to her cheap silicone I look minimal
That’s why in front of your eyes I’m invisible
But you’ve got to know small things also count
Better put your feet on the ground

The other one (probably better known than Objection in America), Whenever, Wherever, goes:

Lucky that my breasts are small and humble so you don’t confuse them with mountains.

Here’s a woman who’s proud of her small assets and she wants the world to know. Well, we’re listening because we can relate! So, thank [your god here] for artists like Shakira.

What can I say; I take lyrics like these seriously. When you have a small chest and people as famous as Shakira tell you — and show you — that it’s cool and that you should be thankful, you simply feel good.

There isn’t much mainstream music that teaches girls a note of confidence anymore. Nowadays artists sing about the stupidest things. Actually, I have to give it to Lady Gaga for Born This Way and Christina Aguilera for Beautiful, The Voice Within, and Fighter.

Are there any song lyrics that boost your self-confidence?

Understanding my friend and her big problems

Every time my large-busted friend tells me that she wants a breast reduction, I gasp and give her my best shocked-Anna Faris’ face.

Are you crazy?! Why would you want to do such a thing?

Followed by a moment of silence while my friend makes her signature puppy face and nods, “No.”

She reminds me that her DD cup is causing her all sorts of problems, especially–and more threatening to her health–serious backaches. Then I regain consciousness and the expression on my face changes to something like, “Oh.”

It brings her spirit down when she talks about it. It’s a serious problem. I feel bad. So, small busted girls, my only point today is that we should be thankful for what we have.


What to do when you have small or zero boobs and the TV is telling you to grow a pair?

Annoyed. I can’t think of a better way to express how I feel every time I’m watching a movie where they emphasize that bigger breasts are a man’s ultimate desire. There are tons of movies that do this. The most recent for me? I just saw the movie Ruby Sparks—the story of a writer who is having writer’s block after much success in his life and he creates a female character, Ruby, that comes to life, he falls in love with, blah blah blah. I actually liked the movie.

Well, in this movie, the writer tells his brother that he can make Ruby do whatever he wants…

You can imagine where a conversation like that between two men goes. So obviously the brother asked the writer  if he could make her grow “bigger tits.”

If it touches a nerve in someone like me; someone who is already bored of and done with the media’s artificial word, I imagine flat-chested girls with less confidence and more vulnerability would feel humiliated, as if they were not good enough to please a man. And the point here is not “pleasing a man” at all, but feeling good about ourselves. This is the kind of crap that pisses me off about the mainstream media. Why can’t they just quit the subject already? This society is not getting any better.

When I see teenagers online as young as 13 talking about how “flat” they are—HELLO! You’re 13!—it really drives me mad because I know we owe it all to Hollywood. It’s really sickening and I am not buying it!

I am lucky to have reached a point in my life where I feel comfortable in my own skin and I’m able to easily brush off the negativism. But I wasn’t always like this and I know how uncomfortable and hurtful it can be. That’s why I tell my stories, to help girls out there dealing with the same issue realize that, though the media will try to put you down for your “lack of contributions” to men, in the end your self-worth is what counts. When you reach that level of invincibility, nothing can break you. Inflated or flat, think highly of yourself. A pair of fake boobs will probably just end up costing you a fortune and all sorts of trouble anyway. Self-confidence is your cheapest remedy and defense.

Just because we have smaller breasts doesn’t mean we are less desirable

I have always loved to dance and there was a time in my life where I was an active casting calls-seeker (I’m still waiting to land that life-changing dancing gig anyway). So, one day I had the brilliant idea of creating a Youtube channel where I could upload dancing videos of myself to send to auditions. One of the videos, most people seem to like a lot. But, because I’m thin all around, it is also that video that some people have used to ridicule girls with a thin frame and a relatively flat chest.

I’ll tell you what; if someone had made those cruel comments about me ten years earlier, I would have been probably crushed. Truth is these things don’t affect me anymore. I have matured and I am in a different place now. And I wish I could make other girls—who feel pressured by society—understand that it is okay. It doesn’t happen overnight, but one day you wake up realizing that there are truly more important things in life to wish for. I hope that day comes sooner than later for you.

A lot of girls think that the larger their breasts, the more the guys are going to like them. To me, men are just big talkers (perhaps also feeling the pressure by their peers), but they might not care as much as you think. Some of the biggest-breasted girls I know have had problems keeping a man. They wonder what could have possibly gone wrong after a long month of passion. Well, if I didn’t know these girls and men well enough, I would say it just didn’t work out. But, as pathetic as it sounds, some guys just want to have “a feel” of them, not necessarily caring for the girl. For the record, I have PLENTY of male friends, so that gives me a good insight into a man’s (disturbing) mind. 🙂

So, flat-chested señoritas, aren’t you glad you don’t have to deal with one more problem in life, of not knowing if a man is after you…or your girls? I really hope men isn’t your main concern, but you get the point.

Most of my girlfriends are large-breasted and they don’t even like their breasts. We always laugh at it because it is so imbalanced. They’re super big and I’m super small. Ultimately, they have the biggest problems. The weight from their breasts gives them backache, indentation on their shoulders, they can’t always wear the cute strapless tops I’m able to wear, their breasts will most likely sag, and a lot more headaches I don’t want to get into. It is tough being large up there! We, the small-busted population, on the other hand, might not realize just how lucky we are.

Keira Knightley represents us well

She’s an inspiration to all of us flat-chested señoritas. From here, it looks like it is really hard to stay true to yourself and ignore the pressure of Hollywood.

Not for Keira Knightley, it seems. She’s a veteran in the usual list of “Hollywood’s flat-chested” — and I’m proud of her. While other young celebrities opt for breast implants to accentuate their looks, Knightley wears deep-plunge necklines to the red carpet…and she looks good in it. That’s how it’s done!

Keira attends the premiere of Atonement

Keira attends the premiere of Atonement (Photo credit: Wikipedia)