One of the greatest lessons I’ve learned in this life so far is to own your weirdness, and just have fun with it. Relaxing into it and letting go of the fear of exploitation takes away the power of anyone using it against you.
When rocks fall out of your bra, there’s nothing left to do but own it… I’m serious. I keep my crystals there because I know they’ll stay put (most of the time). Every once in a while my little crystal buddies make a run from my cleavage, and it’s never when I’m alone. Once, when I was touring a condo for sale. Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at me. My realtor picked it up and said “does this belong to you?” In which case, I nodded and proceeded to shove it right back into my bra. I didn’t even feel the need to explain, and that felt glorious.