Yep, a true confession here. I have not gone out in public braless since my hippy days in the '60s and '70s. Now that I am apartment living I find I am feeling fine with it walking the dog and do it more as the months pass. 10:30 at night is not a good time for me to put a bra on when I have to take Arlo out for his last potty of the day. I will even walk him around the block wearing my cute pajama bottoms with a button down shirt, braless. I was just sitting here on my patio, facing the neighbors, if I am becoming that old woman I swore I would never become. The one who just does not care. Or maybe this is only an apartment dweller issue. Last October when I moved here I would never have thought about this. And now that I am enjoying the forgotten comfort and freedom, will it progress into a place that embarrasses my children? Do you or would you ever go braless and under what conditions?