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Saturday, January 22, 2011

Grateful for...Underpants You Wear on Sunday

Once again, I am participating in Maxabella's Grateful Saturday. In typical fashion, when everyone else is being deep and profound, I shall go for shallow and superficial. I hope you'll forgive me.

What I am grateful for is underwear, panties, knickers or whatever word you choose to use to describe the undergarments that encase your nether regions, but more specifically, ones that fit and suit your needs. These needs change depending on your stage of life.

When I worked in an office, I often wore dress pants. Then I was thankful for the g-string, because they provided me with a smooth silhouette (well, as smooth as my shape would allow), and prevented the dreaded VPL.

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Then I fell pregnant with MasterSeven and these became the undergarment of choice. These were so comfortable that even today, I wish I could bring myself to buy some more. Alas, I may be forty, but I am not ready for the full brief yet, at least not without the excuse of a pregnancy to let me indulge, and that ship has well and truly sailed.

Now, I settle for a happy medium, cotton bikini underpants, but every now and then I get sucked in to buying a pair that I think are right, but just don't measure up to expectations. A couple of weeks back, I found a bargain bin outside Target where they were selling bikini-style underpants for, get this, $1. I couldn't resist this bargain, and for my frugality, I am paying dearly through my discomfort.

I have mummy tummy, and I like to cover it up, even under my clothes, I like to have that secure feeling that my flabby bits are not going suddenly spring free for the world to see. I loathe hipsters of any sort so I can't stand it when my underwear rides under my tummy. These bargain knickers do exactly that, and rather than cut my losses and just bin them, I wear them under my workout clothes; these are snug so they hold everything in place.

So every morning at 5:30 am, when I am dressing in the dark in preparation for my run, I am trying to determine whether the underwear I have pulled out my drawer are the comfy ones (that need to be saved for later, after my shower) or the new mummy-tummy-exposing ones. I can usually figure this out quite easily. Do you know how? Because my comfy ones are so well-worn that they should only be worn on Sunday, because, you know, they are 'hole-y'.

Anyway, whatever your stage of life, and whatever your choice of undergarment, just make sure they are what you enjoy wearing, because life is too short to wear knickers that ride up, under or over(?). I am grateful for my old faithfuls, but I just hope I never get into an accident.

What is your 'old faithful', something comfortable that has seen better days? A pair of bunny slippers? A favourite jumper/sweater? Do tell!

To join in the fun, have a gander at the Maxabella's rules here.


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