This is a problem every woman might face at some point of time in her life; the innate, self-validating act that could bring extreme shame or glorious (self) recognition for a deed well done for the sake of other fellow women: write a review for something personal on a very public website like Amazon.com.
If you are an online shopper like me, you would understand why I ponder extensively over a simple thing like writing a review for a bra. We all need those reviews, we make that extremely vital and time-consuming decision to buy a bra only because of good Samaritan reviewers who have taken time off and boldly typed pros after cons about a piece of undergarment. Yes, the one piece of garment that would save us painful moments while working out, walking to the car or even while being a bum, sitting on the couch and surfing through Netflix (pretending to study, of course) every day!
Why do I care? It is not like I am writing a hate message about a prominent member of the society to fear the Big Brother crowding my doorstep with deportation papers or losing the interest of a potential employer who might consider me an “invaluable potential addition to their organization”. It is a simple review and let’s face it, I am not a thriving young author who is looking to make her big break into the literary world either. I am a simple reviewer who is going to ensure her peers avoid a crappy bra day. Yes, that is a thing like bad hair day and I am sure every red-blooded-bra-wearing-individual would agree!
So really, why do I care? Everyone in this world knows that most women wear it. They don’t acknowledge it because it is not their darn problem, but if it stays up, they automatically know that we have some sturdy action (sometimes aided by metal) going on. If I want to sing the praises of a piece of bra on a public forum in a less dramatic way, I should. If I want to write a poem about the awesome piece I purchased last week and got it delivered to my doorstep, I should rethink the idea since no one really writes a poem for a piece of garment, but I must express my tears of gratitude I mentally shed while doing my circuit training this morning in words. I certainly should get on with it shamelessly and feel extremely proud when my review appears online with my name next to it.
Yes, that is freedom!