My being a woman makes me a candidate for breast cancer. There is no one specific cause for breast cancer except for what medicine men/women would say “a change in one’s DNA” causing normal breast cells to become cancer. I don’t know how that works exactly but I think that means there is nothing I can do. There are risk factors though. Smoking, diet, lifestyle, and genes, age, race, family history (yes, nothing we can do) increase risk to getting breast cancer. There are also unverified rumors on what increases risk to breast cancer (working on night shifts?). So, because we are women, the best we can do is take good care of ourselves, and be supportive of others who are enduring the pains of having breast cancer, and have that regular chitchats with our doctors (not necessarily medical doctors because not everyone believes in them, and not believing in them is not wrong).
In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month (Pink October) and just an excuse to wear pink, I wore this vintage polka dot dress that’s a size bigger for me, and could be the larger and darker version of this, in front of a shrub of pink gumamelas.
I’m wearing vintage pink polka dot dress, thrifted belt, and thrifted shoes, and a funny smile, which reminds me of the comment my grandma always tells me, you have a “MonaLisa” smile. Whatever that means.