I’m all about Boobs.
Last night was magical. It was the 8th Annual Susan G. Komen Fashion for The Cure event, and I was honored to be there to celebrate life and the awareness to live it loud. (Hence my dress.) Diane von Furstenberg was the sponsoring couture for the night– and lemme tell you it wasn’t just her fabu fashions that were dazzling. I met so many passionate celebs like Denise Richards, Tia Carrera, Christian Serratos from Twilight, and the beautiful ladies pictured here Eliza Duchku (who hosted), Mya, Caroline D’amore, and Claudia Jordan. As fun as it was to strut these fashions, the real stars of the night were the beautiful survivors who walked the runway with us. I was absolutely starstruck meeting these incredible women who have been fighting the disease and have lived their life even MORE free than most know how because they recognize thier worth in this life.
Can I be honest? I never took boobs seriously—ever! I love mine and I just throw on cute tops and call it a day. Then, in the past couple of years, six of my girlfriends were diagnosed with breast cancer. They’re all under 40 years old. That is devastating to me.
I have a friend who has always lived passionately with dreams and so much love for other people, Stacie. She found out this month that she got diagnosed with breast cancer. She called me and left a message: “Hey, girlfriend! I don’t want you to worry. I freakin’ love you. You’re doing so great up there on the screen. Just want to let you know that I have breast cancer. Don’t worry about it, but you’re such a light to other people and I feel like I need a little bit of that right now.”
I feel like I’m always “on”—”camera on,” “life on.” For once in my life, I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t call her for a couple of weeks. What do you say when you’re on the other side of the grass and your grass is green and somebody else’s is not? I was scared. It made me realize that life is really that short. I’m a fashion maven. I talk about looking good. I strut around like I’m all cute and everything, but I never took seriously what it is to have a wholesome, healthy body underneath all this great clothing.
I decided to step it up and promote awareness any way that I could. I send out prayer requests. I send out e-mails telling people about my friends; telling them their stories; asking them for prayers and also for them to get themselves checked. I also started scheduling little boob brocades once a year. I throw like five of them in the car because that’s all my hybrid fits, go out to the clinic and go get our boobs checked. I think making serious situations fun makes it a lot easier for people to get into it.
So I didn’t just walk the runway, I danced! It was awesome- and the air was filled with inspiration to fight for our females. Ladies reading this, please please do take it seriously to get yourselves checked regularly once a year, and develop a habit of checking yourself while in the shower. (I do it while I let my conditioner sit in!) They’re your boobs that belong on your bombshell body–and don’t you forget it