Me wearing this shirt does not give you the right to talk about what’s underneath it.
For some of you, this won’t be easy to read.
When I saw this shirt on Etsy I couldn’t wait for A) it to be available in the PA version and then B) for it to come in women’s sizes. It’s a fantastic shirt, and what I’m about to say has nothing to do with those who made it, because I love it. I wear it because I think drinking local rocks and am PA proud. Also, I’m going to continue to wear it for those reasons. Never, ever, did I anticipate complete strangers making comments within earshot about it in an absolutely inappropriate way.
I don’t care if you think “well you wore a shirt that says drink beer from here and it’s on your breasts what did you think was going to happen” because you are wrong. I didn’t “bring this on myself”. You put that on me. You saw me as an object, not a person, and felt that you could make unwanted comments about me, my breasts, and my body. The phrase boys will be boys needs to end because technically, it’s harassment, and ain’t nobody got time for that.
And yes, believe it or not I am quite aware that I’m a little more endowed than others. This doesn’t and shouldn’t matter. Even further, you could be saying, “well Tierney is a good sport it’s all good” – and yes, in most cases, I’m an incredibly good sport and not offended or upset by things said around me. I’ve even admitted before that it’s really hard to offend me in any way. In my mind, it’s one thing when close friends and I joke, but it’s entirely different when what I heard happened. That a man behind me in line for a food truck marvels and comments quietly to a friend about “oh so that’s what those are for,” to which the friend tells him “you didn’t say that very loud” and dickwad replies “well I don’t want to get stabbed”. If you don’t have anything nice to say, shut your mouth, especially if you think me hearing you is going to get you stabbed. My reply? “Yes, it is going to get you stabbed” and walked away nicely. PS I’m non-violent so he’s still alive and in one piece, but this isn’t the only comment I’ve heard either directly or indirectly from total strangers – all of them men.
I don’t feel like I victim of a heinous crime against humanity, and I really hate to get up on this soap box, but I’m pretty pissed that I had to hear the things that I’ve heard recently. So, for the record, no you can not drink beer from my breasts and no they aren’t the size that they are because they’re full of beer. If you think that this is okay, then you’re probably the problem.
Ladies, I know I’m not alone. Feel free to discuss open and freely in our comments section, it’s safe here.