"Remember not to care. We are all dying." Okay, if that doesn't serve as your bra-free/fashion/life mood for the rest of 2018, I'm not sure what else will. It's a mood that translates to way more than your fashion choices, as Eggerue proves in her forthcoming book What a Time to Be Alone.
I, for one, am alarmed at the thought of going braless without the insurance of wearing a smoothing skin-tight bandeau top or the like. I used to think the practice was reserved for those who are privileged with smaller (and perkier) chests. Now though, inspired by each of Eggerue's fearless outfits, I feel inspired to go forth and bury my bra in my bottom dresser drawer.
#SaggyBoobsMatter reminds me of a philosophical nugget I've seen floating around Instagram lately. In 2015, the NYC-based artist Caroline Caldwell tweeted "In a society that profits from your self-doubt, liking yourself is an act of rebellion," and I think the sentiment captures the heart of Eggerue's movement. For being such a simple stylistic choice, forgoing your bra is a completely rebellious act.