A Note to Bosses Everywhere: My Big Boobs Don't Make Me "Unprofessional"

Boobs, tits, chest, knockers—no matter what you call them, they’re often a focal point on women’s bodies, whether we like it or not. I hated mine growing up. I saw them as a nuisance, a hazard, the “downfall” of my body. They were the reason I cried in the dressing room while prom-dress shopping, shied away from low-cut tops, and felt uncomfortable running down the soccer field next to my smaller-chested teammates.

Just a few years ago, at around 21 years old, I stopped caring as much. I gained the kind of perspective that comes with aging, I suppose, when you realize that there are more important things to worry about (finances, career, relationships). Plus, I realized that I was one of the lucky people with boobs—no back problems, no health issues, and the financial ability to buy the right bras and make the choice to get a reduction if I so chose. It was nice reaching a point of body-positive thinking. Unfortunately, this took a turn when I started working a full-time, 9-to-5 office job.