We all love boobs. From perky ones to pouty ones, boobs are an easily lovable asset. What I love most about mine is that they can be used to express my sexuality; a piece of me that is incredibly woman. It is no secret that women have been shamed out of expressing their sexuality in a way that men have not. While we live in fairly liberal era, the “shaming” practice was brought to the forefront at a Valentine’s Day event involving actress Meagan Good and her husband of four years, DeVon Franklin.
“So we go’n cover up?” one of the audience members asked Good referring to images of her cleavage in the media. What was supposed to be as Essence described an “intimate conversation on love and faith,” quickly became a moment to judge, condescend, and shame.
The couple was in an Los Angeles church to discuss marriage, and abstinence; themes addressed in their new book, The Wait: A Powerful Practice for Finding the Love of Your Life and the Life you Love. Surely, Good didn’t plan to be questioned on her boobs when they opened up the convo for Q and A.
But a las, there this patronizing woman stood eager to express the question that had been aching her soul; wracking her brain. How dare a free woman – a free married woman, express her sexiness by showing a little cleavage? The inquisitive individual, went on and on about how she saw Good on the cover of a magazine with her breast showing. The horror! The lord allowed the woman to “push pass the judgment” and attend the event so that she could deliver her question.