There's a lot to be said for underwear that fits.
It makes for a miserable day when it does not. And it can go wrong in so many ways. Too tight - around the waist or the legs. I hate the too-tight legs the most. That tender bitten flesh will scream at me all day long. Too loose - wanders around down there all day long. Who can concentrate when their underwear is on the move? It's a fine fine line that too-tight too-loose one. And that line is permanently etched into my poor 'leg-meets-the-torso' area.
And who designs this stuff? I have a sizable asset and it's tough to find underwear that accomodates that - too low, too shallow, not enough rise, leg holes not equal to girth. So much to consider in underwear design. Who knew? My asset - that's who.
Today was a miserable underwear day. It's in the trash already. So there. If it was up to me I wouldn't even wear the stuff. But who's gonna know. Really. Hmmmmm.
1 comment:
oh our the mom hates that too. she says when they are stretched out they fall down and then she has to go on a underwear hunt. she hates that.
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