Saturday, January 9, 2010

What's your colour?

First thing in the morning yesterday, my phone pinged with a message from the Tart. It was a variation of this-

Some fun is going on…. just write the color of your bra in your status. Just the color, nothing else. And send this on to ONLY girls, no men …. It will be neat to see if this will spread the wings of cancer awareness. It will be fun to see how long it takes before the men will wonder why all the girls have a color in their status.

Pass it on & be sure to do your breast self-exams!

Mine was white, a colour I was almost ashamed to admit to after seeing the exotic 'shocking pinks', 'deep purples', 'leopard prints' and 'purple plaids' others had on. Three friends didn't have a colour to report and said as much. The most popular colour among my friends was the colour of the current season - purple - never knew my friends were that fashion conscious! Another made me feel good by admitting that her's 'used to be white - but alas the Chennai water. Now its sandy beach.'
Left no one guessing - the men caught on pretty fast. One 'decided to stay from facebook today. Too much colour to handle in a day', and another was 'amused to note the sudden colour-sensitivity on status updates'.

It was fun. It did tell me that I should go lingere shopping.

BUT, it also reminded me to do my breast self exam.

In October, the sister-in-law of a dear friend had to undergo a masectomy. The same month, a friend lost his wife to breast cancer. Any of us could get it. But so confident are we of our own immortality, we choose not to think about it till something reminds us of it. This fun campaign did.

Whether we love them or hate them, we are lucky to have our breasts, and not two scars where they ought to be. And even more we are lucky to be alive.

And if an irreverant campaign like this one makes us do what needs to be done, let there be many more of them.

And it is white again today- a granny white. But I am picking up a more glamourous piece on the way home today.

Painting by Simon Claridge


dipali said...

It was fun and it was a reminder. I guess it made sense:)

Anonymous said...

It was a good reminder and I've now booked a mammography.

Jan Morrison said...

last week we had a Babes' dinner for my friend Cindy who had turned fifty. She wore this wickedly wonderful black lace skirt and her multi-colured bra. She told us it was her birthday and that's what she wanted to wear. later on, in front of the fire, we all introduced ourselves as there were some special friends of her's that are not part of our six women coven. At the end of each intro the woman speaking would show us her bra. We laughed so much! I love the bawdy nature of most women...don't you?

The Old Silly said...

Ok I KNOW I left a comment here on this post yesterday. Mediated and deleted? Why?

The Old Silly

Rayna M. Iyer said...

@ Dipali - the friend who recently lost his wife to breast cancer doesn't think it was in good taste, but even if one person responds, that is one extra person reached.

@ Fiona - so have I.

@ Jan - that sounds like a lot of fun. Though I would be rather ashamed to own up to mine.

@ Marvin - I have no idea how that happened. I've never deleted a single comment on my blog, and I will never delete one of yours. Sorry

Meera said...

LOl! Please Nutty, if you shop, then I will be the only one left with the traditional colour!

Rayna M. Iyer said...

@ Meera - worry not. Even if I do buy one exotic one (which too I know I am unlikely to do), all mine are ones my Patti would have worn.


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