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Two recent incidents involving red panties have made me rethink colorful underwear.* One day I put on my skinny jeans and discovered they were skinnier than I'd remembered. Not having time to change, I went to work. I thought my shirt would cover the problem, but it failed me. Every time I sat down or bent over, blazing red would peak out from my black clothes giving me the effect of a baboon butt. One a different day, I also happened to be wearing red panties, but this time with a skirt and tights. There was a tear in the tights, which I noticed when I was putting my shoes on in an rather unladylike manner. Good thing I don't sit with my legs open in a skirt because it was a wee bit suggestive.
I'm thinking I'll stick with black and beige undies from here on out. They don't draw attention to areas best ignored.
*And this post makes me rethink FMF's autofeed to my Facebook. There are some things my aunts and professors don't need know.
Comments
But I love fun colors. I'm just really careful about when I wear them. They stay hidden under thick leggings, black sweater dresses and higher-rise denim.
I have to say: I always think of the word "panties" as a term only men use. I don't like to infantilize my undergarments.