Thursday, September 17, 2009

Under WHERE?


The lovely ladies at Girl Talk Thursday want me to talk about my skivvies. This definitely begs for a new post label: TMI. No?

But if I can stand in front of several high school crushes in only my underthings when changing costumes (I was in theatre, people), I can certainly talk about them.

If reading this post is going to get your panties in a wad (I'm sorry, did you miss the part about me being a dork and loving to make puns?) then I'll see you back here tomorrow with a less-revealing topic.

I'm a bit anal... oh, maybe that's not the best choice of words in a post about underwear... OCD about categorizing things (though you'd never know it by looking at the current state of my house). My underwear is no exception. The drawer that houses my unmentionables is divided into three sections, corresponding to my three categories of undies:

enter if you dare
  1. comfy, cotton panties;
  2. comfy-but-won't-let-the-girl-downstairs-breathe, line-free panties and thongs; and
  3. why-did-I-buy-these, I'm-ever-going-to-wear-these, I'm-a-married-woman panties.
Needless to say, only 1 of the 3 categories makes regular appearances in the laundry.

I remember being obsessed as a teen with making sure I had pretty, matching bras and panties on at all times because you never knew when your boyfriend was going to move to third base girlfriends might see you in the locker room. Now? I'm lucky to put on a bra that's not stretched out and panties that don't have holes in them (I'm pretty sure the "thou shalt not divorce thy wife for wearing ugly undies" clause is right next to the "thou shalt not divorce thy wife for not shaving her legs all winter" clause in the marriage contract Hubby signed). No, my Victoria's Secret money goes to practical things these days, like sweaters that will keep me warm enough to prevent a $500 heating bill (and lip gloss, lots and lots of lip gloss). Just another sign of getting old, I guess.

9 comments:

~Jennifer~ said...

I love it. I never had matching sets, but I always made sure my underwear was in pristine condition in case of unexpected "locker room"-ing. Marriage and motherhood have taken a toll on my underwear motivation in recent years.

Jenny said...

Very nicely done, missy! :) I'm not sure I'm ready to tackle this post, but perhaps I shall try. ...we'll see...

Sara said...

this was great! and just between the two of us, ha, i so have the same "level" of undies :)

i'm going to definiltey start to have to play with you guys :)

Yvette said...

You are hilarious! Todays post literally made me lol! TFS! :)

Kelly said...

Unfortunately I have a drawer full of your #3s. What does one do with those? You can't donate them, can you?

Chibi Jeebs said...

You're punny. I like you. ;)

Colleen said...

I have different spaces in my drawers for types of underwear too. Then I know exactly where to look for what I want to wear. :) Awesome! (and the state of my house is currently dismal and completely unorganized!)

Jenn said...

I love it! I always had matching pretty sets until the last couple of years. I don't know what happen, some where after 35 it went comfy. I miss those pretty sets though. I need to shop more for myself again!

April said...

Oh thanks for the laugh! The days of worrying about coordinating sets of lacy underthings are over for me too!

Although my compulsion seems to be buying "comfy jammies." I'll put back a cute top and by the "comfy jammies" I wave at the school bus from those comfy jammies - If I'm not waring them I can't wait to get back into them... but I don't know why I always think I need more.