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True to my word, I wore lacy, embroidered, or otherwise fancy underwear every day this week.
LESSONS LEARNED FROM FRILLY UNDIES:
1. A thin layering tank is often enough to hide the seams on a demi, balconette, or embroidered bra. If you’re planning to wear a vest or heavy sweater soon, why not hide an extravagant bra underneath? Don’t let those pretty bras languish unloved!
2. Tanga panties are the devil in disguise. The panty glossary at barenecessities.com claims “Tangas are a comfortable way to transition from a bikini to a thong,” but don’t get suckered. They’re a) often uncomfortable, b) generally unflattering, and c) leave telltale panty lines right across the fullest part of one’s rump. Aside from theoretical business time purposes, I find most tanga panties worse than useless. Shop carefully, people. I had three pair left over from my optimistic youth, and exiled two. Transition, my eye.
3. It’s okay to toss uncomfortable underwear. Yes, you paid good money for them. The money is gone. Consider that penalty enough, and get rid of all those blankety-blank-blank too-small panties and stretched-out bras. Life is short; don’t spend it hating your underwear. Bras can be donated, but not all charities will accept second-hand panties. Can you blame them?
4. Wearing fancy underwear for yourself is reason enough. My work requires a dull, conservative wardrobe, but who knows what lies beneath those plain sweaters and slacks? I may dress like a slugabed at home, but my underwear can be pure Old Hollywood. Strangers may judge my face, my body, and my clothing, but no one can weigh in on my underwear. It’s my business and my secret. Wearing “good” underwear lifted my spirits all week long.
Have you experimented with fancy underwear lately? What did you learn?
Ah, Flight of the Conchords! How I love them! If only it were Wednesday…
Tangas are horrible.
A friend of mine has a leather bra, and you always know when she’s got it on under a sweater because everyone once in a while she’ll just giggle and look sneaky.
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Tanga apologist here – I find them the only underwear I could ever forget that I’m wearing. Plus I strangely find them less guilty of the dreaded visible panty line than even plain ol’ bikini cut briefs.
Isn’t it weird how there are these paradigmatic shifts in what underwear is comfortable and ideal? When I was in high school all my peers had convinced themselves that thongs were, like, SO comfortable. Then thongs were promptly abandoned for the “boy short”, which I really really tried to adopt. But damn. Boy shorts suck. They just roll up on the sides and make themselves very known, achem, elsewhere. I am glad that those are disappearing.
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I personally LOVE fancy underwear. I totally agree with your comment:
“who knows what lies beneath those plain sweaters and slacks? I may dress like a slugabed at home, but my underwear can be pure Old Hollywood. Strangers may judge my face, my body, and my clothing, but no one can weigh in on my underwear. It’s my business and my secret”
And I always have!!! That’s gotta be my main reason for loving fancy underwear… That and they’re just sooo elegant. The more you spend, the prettier they get. :-)
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I love your blog! it’s great!
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Katie – Ha! Something tells me your friend is lousy at poker.
Evie – Tanga apologists welcome here. I wonder why we feel so differently about them… clearly, we’ll have to take a road trip and compare rumps.
I’ve had NOOOOOOOOOOO luck with boy shorts. They look cute in pictures, but on me they’re wildly unflattering and as you mentioned, prone to riding up like crazy.
Hannah – You know, I have a discount at Victoria’s Secret, and I’ve never thought to use it. Hmm!
vic – Thank you, ma’am! Come back any time.
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