Nautica is sponsoring the Susan G. Komen “Sleep In For The Cure” initiative to raise funds for breast cancer research. You see, not everyone is able to lace up their sneakers for Race For The Cure. Some people are too ill, are caring for a loved one, or simply have to work on race day. Instead, Susan G. Komen For The Cure and Nautica want participants to fight breast cancer from the comfort of their beds. That sounds like a workable plan for me. How about you? [Susan G. Komen for the Cure]
“WIN THIS! We’re giving away one plush Nautica Sleep In For The Cure bath robe, but you have to work if you want it. In the comments, tell us how you pledge to lead a healthier life and offer support to those in need by 11:59 p.m. on Thursday, Sept. 9, 2010. We’ll pick our favorite response and announce the winner Friday, Sept. 10. You must live in the U.S. or Canada to win. (Read the official rules here.) Good luck!
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The Breast Cancer Foundation’s latest campaign encourages women to prioritize regular breast checks over fretting about less important worries like pimples, weight gain, and frizzy hair. Check out the beautiful (and NSFW) way in which they conveyed that message, after the jump… [OIC Singapore via BuzzFeed] Keep reading »
Some rumors just don’t go away: Richard Gere shoved gerbils up his butt. The Clintons had their enemies whacked. Abortion causes breast cancer.
A recent study of 300 women from the University of Columbo in Sri Lanka alleges that having an abortion triples a woman’s risk of developing breast cancer. News of this study is primarily being reported (surprise, surprise) on anti-abortion web sites. But it has also made its way onto major news sites, like the U.K.’s Daily Mail. Keep reading »
For the last five months, I’ve been walking around with one-and-a-half breasts. The reason: My breast reconstruction, a two-part surgical process that began with expanders and will end with the implants I’ll get tomorrow, didn’t exactly go according to plan following the prophylactic mastectomy I had two days before Christmas.
Due to this post-op snafu — and the fact that I, a breast cancer gene (BRCA1) carrier, had to make an impossible choice of removing my breasts without ever having had breast cancer — I’ve spent most of 2010 being uber-focused on my partially deflated girls. Read more … Keep reading »
Here’s some, uh, unique charity: $2 from every $39 Pink Edition Portopong inflatable beer pong table will go to the Keep A Breast Foundation for education about breast cancer prevention.
It is indeed commendable that Portopong raised $2,500 last year for the Keep A Breast charity and this year they hope to raise over $3,000. Though I can’t help but wonder WTF is going on with my generation, shopping and charity. Newsflash: in Ye Olden Dayes, charity was just charity and every super-fun thing in the world didn’t just have a pink ribbon slapped on it to make it about “breast cancer” (a concept called “pinkwashing”) or some other tenuous connection to some other charity. Last week, we learned Axe Body Spray is holding half-naked “undie runs” nationwide to allegedly collect clothing for homelessness charities. We also learned last week about a “Star Wars”/Slave Princess Leia car wash fundraiser held out in L.A. And even before that, we learned Kentucky Fried Chicken is selling buckets of bird to raise money for breast cancer — despite the obvious health risks of eating fried food. Pardon me for sounding like such a grump, but the earthquake in Haiti notwithstanding, since when did giving become about what you get? Charitable donations would be a lot more commendable if they didn’t look like such publicity stunts. [Portopong, Bitch Magazine] Keep reading »
As a busy New Yorker whose normal weeknight get-home time is 9 p.m. if not later, I’m pretty selfish about my Saturdays. There are no plans to be made before 2 p.m. — no, I can’t get to that toddler’s birthday party in Brooklyn at noon; nope, I don’t care if there’s a free yoga class downtown at 10 a.m. Sleeping in and lounging around into the early afternoon is a must. Tomorrow, however, my husband and I are donating our Saturday to the Revlon Run/Walk for Women’s Cancer, and I, personally, couldn’t feel better about waking up at 7 a.m. on my day off. Keep reading »
A body paint competition called Body Canvas took place recently in Australia, with proceeds from the event going to the country’s National Breast Cancer Foundation. While some of the human canvases turned out kinda scary (we can’t show you most of them since the models are in fact nude), it’s certainly an attention-grabbing way to raise money for a good cause. Keep reading »
I love my boobs. I even love the plethora of words to describe them: melons, knockers, headlights, hooters, jugs, bazoombas … My girls are small but perky and look fantastic in strapless dresses and T-shirts. I plan to keep them forever. So last year when the United States Preventative Services Task Force changed its recommendations regarding breast cancer screening, I naturally felt a little sore about it. Their statement suggested that women wait until 50, instead of 40, to begin receiving mammograms, and that the testing occur only once every two years, instead of yearly. I was more perturbed that the federal panel recommended against teaching women to perform self-examinations. And apparently, I’m not alone. Keep reading »