The first time I realized that nipples were happening was three years ago. I was in New York for a visit home, and as I looked around, I saw them. Everywhere. Rock hard nips under thin tops. It was blatant. It was sexual. It was intentional. I came back to Austin and immediately told my friends of what I’d learned. And for a moment, they were reluctant to believe me.
It was six months before I had the confidence to bring this look around my friends. The first time I used nipples as an accessory was a cold night in February. I wore a long sleeved backless dress. I pretended I “couldn’t find” my petals and “hadn’t thought” of covering them up with bandaids. I knew what I was doing. I went out with a group of guy friends that night, as I knew they couldn’t say anything as I was testing the waters. Seeing how I felt. And I’m going to be honest, I loved it.
From there, I made any excuse possible not to wear a bra. You can see my brastraps? Nix the thing. It’s backless? Goodbye. The top is tight enough to hold my boobs up on its own? And so it shall. I don’t mean to brag, but my nipples had a pretty iconic moment of their own. And slowly, I began convincing my friends that that nipples were the new black. Do dudes like them? Fuck, yeah they do! And now, I’m happy to report, that nipples have become mainstream. Observe:
And so it was. Nipples are so in that if you’re not out here rocking perma-nip, you can fake it. These are literally the opposite of petals, but look nearly identical. It’s just like “Sex and the City” and I fully support it. Go forth and nip out..