It amazes me sometimes how the little things can throw me into a state of indescribable happiness.
I bought new underwear.
About 10 months ago, I had made plans for some dirty boy company, and decided to purchase some new gotchies for the occasion. I got a bra (which had unfortunately not lasted much more than three months, it's still in my drawer, waiting for me to get off my duff and sew the strap back together) and two pairs of black undies, one a simple bikini with a cherry design, and the other a pair of lace trimmed hipsters.
Little did I know those hipsters would prove to be the most comfortable AND sexy-good-feeling inducing underoos I would ever own.
I went back a week or two later determined to get more. They were out of stock. So I made do with the one pair I had, kicking myself for not picking up more at the time.
Today I shop and DEAR GOD, they are back in stock, so I picked up a pair in every available color in my size, as the original pair is getting rough from having been worn and washed once a week, every week, for the last 10 months. I tell you, lacy-underpants-day was ALWAYS the best day of the week. And now I have FIVE of them.
Underpants - more than just ass-coverage.
Oh yeah, let this pic also be a testament to how friggin baggy my pants have gotten..YAY!!