At home with Brenda.
As I was growing up, I struggled a lot with my body image. As one of the only Middle-Eastern femmes in my school, I couldn't really relate to any of my friends when I was going through puberty. The beauty standards were very different back then - having bushy brows or a curvy body weren't praised like they are now.
So I started trying to fit into European beauty standards of what a “normal” body should look like by hiding my hairy body, my face and my curves.
When I was around 11 or 12 years old, my breasts grew drastically. In spite of being so young, it didn’t prevent the oversexualization of my body by boys and men. I clearly remember covering up and hiding my chest. I don’t recall ever seeing big breasts on media without them being a projection of sexual fantasies. Besides that, I never saw breasts that would differ from the beauty standard of perfect - that extra firm C-cup with small nipples.
One of the first things I wanted to pay for with my own money was a breast reduction surgery. The back pain caused by the weight of my breasts wasn't the main reason I wanted to have that surgery. It was because of all the beauty standard bullshit I had internalized.
A few years ago, I could've never imagined doing an underwear shoot but now I'm glad I did it. I'm finally accepting and acknowledging what my body looks like, which has made me open to having my pictures shared online.
We estimate the following sizes correspond for Moons and Junes briefs: