Erect nipples, happy nipples happy day!

This is what my webcam captured a few minutes ago:

Enough with nipple shaming already !
Happy nipples make a happy day.

Standard blunt Friday office morning with it's load of billing, crazy emails and nonsensical people on the phone.

Yet no one can drift me out of my comfort zone. Somehow my soul is fueled by a secret inner tender happiness that no offense or fool mood can touch.

Is it my new ultra-casual style designer office-auntie dress ? The kind with a phone pocket asymmetrically sewn on the left side and layers of gypsy inspired skirt lining? Or maybe the Lady Has a Gun fragrance I choose this morning?

Or the rare occurrence that I didn't mess my quick makeup ? The only real problem seems to be the brittle cookies I had with my coffee. And the ensuing stubborn micro crumbles on my dress that I need to toss away, asap.

Oh my my... Feel that? Firing the webcam to collect evidence.

Right, evidence that under my full slip and engineered bra, my nipples are happy to demonstrate their comfort instead of desperately fight for freedom against hard shell cups.

Quit nipple shaming at once. Those little things are very densely innervated and therefore perfectly capable to send a respectable nerve influx, a lot of information to the brain. 

Which could be the game changer between a happy oxytocin rich day or a miserable depressive emotionally depleted one.

If your nipples show just let them do their thing. There's so much to win in the process.

Enough hard shell nipple killer bras !

Toss away those nipple hard shell splasher contraptions, assume yourself in real comfy emancipation bras and enjoy the difference. As simple as it gets !

I love you, I love you all !