Underwear

Let's talk about underwear, the under rated undergarment.  My underwear is frequently a topic of conversation.  You can't see my underwear, I certainly don't run around with my panties creeping up past the waist of my jeans, but I'm very outspoken about them.  I hang my bra and panties in sets in the closet!  Why?  1.  It makes it so easy to just grab a set and get dressed rather than dig around a drawer!  and 2. It's my favorite part of my wardrobe.  We all know beauty is beneath the surface, well, so is underwear!

I'm not sure who taught the women of the world that pretty panties are for special occaisions only, but life is a special occasion, every day!  Let's celebrate with our underwear!  I'm also not sure who taught these same women that pretty panties are not comfortable or that you only need 5 bras.  Hello!  There are more than 5 days in the week!  And why do we, as women, think it's ok to grab any bra and any panties from the drawer and throw them on?  You wouldn't do that with a pair of pants and a shirt and hope for the best!  Put some thought into it, girls!  Match them!  Be pretty!  You wouldn't do that on that "special" night with your boyfriend, husband, girlfriend, whomever, would you?  Plan every day as if it's that night, who knows, with any luck, it just might turn into that night!

So, what's the deal with my underwear?  My underwear is awesome, everyday.  I worked at Victoria's Secret for a short time.  This is what I learned:  When a woman came in to buy some pretty little something for her anniversary, wedding day, special date night I noticed she never walked out the way she walked in.  Something about that little pink on pink bag put a smile on her face, a spring in her step.   Shoulders were straighter, head a bit higher, a little Mona Lisa smirk.  I wondered about this.  Oh sure, I could explain the importance of being properly fitted every year, the craftsmanship in a good bra, color choice, blah blah.  What I couldn't explain was the look, the confidence.  I started to wonder, if a red bra and panty set in a bag could do that, what happens when you're wearing it?  At the time I bought my underwear in packs.  As an employee we periodically got special offers, I might have worked there, but I couldn't afford to shop there!  When my first special offer day came, I bought it.  A goldenrod lace and satin bra and panty set with a choice of panty styles.  I bought my very first thong, I was 26 years old.  It changed my life, truly it did.

That weekend I went, as I often did, dancing with my friends.  We weren't there to pick up men, just dance.  I wore the same black and white dress that I had worn a million times before, and my new panty set.  As I got dressed, I felt it, sexy.  I didn't look in the mirror, I just put on my new thong and matching lacy bra.  There was no mistaking it, I felt like I was the sexiest thing ever, I must've been, after all, I was wearing a thong!  Only sexy women wear thongs!  We went dancing and for the first time I felt I could have any man there, no matter that I didn't want a man, I was happy on my own for the first time in my life.

My love affair with my underthings began that night.  It became a mission.  Sure, I couldn't buy where I worked, my Marshalls had undies, TJMaxx had undies.  I began looking and realized I could afford pretty things.  I also found that more than all cotton was comfortable!  I added lacy things, satiny things, silky things, thongs, g-strings, boy shorts, bikini briefs, hipsters, demi-cup, french, push up, water, full coverage.  In no time I had a under wardrobe and an over wardrobe.  I paid attention to the brands, finding the ones that fit me best and were comfortable.  Here's how comfortable those sexy pretty little things can be:  I sleep in my bra every night in an effort to fight gravity and not one of the bothers me!  Not all undies are comfy, but you can find the ones that are, same as I did, and not go broke doing it!

That was 16 years ago and I am still in love with my underwear.  I've learned that it doesn't really matter what my outerwear is, because I know what my underwear is.  A pair of sweats and an old sweater is covering a black and red lacy set.  My favorite jeans and college sweatshirt covers a pink satin with white bows set.  My best pinstripe suit is hiding a polka dot set.  Don't let that tea dress fool you, there's a white lace set with red stripes under it!  The thing is this, I know what the pretty underneath is, and it doesn't matter if anyone else does, I know how pretty I feel.  I finally got what Victoria's Secret is.

I spent 5 years decidedly single.  Learning to live with and love me.  And then Brian came into my life. Now we're married, and guess what, he loves my underwear!  No matter what has happened during the day, at the end, I'm going to get undressed and put on my jammies, but there is that moment where I feel sexy and he sees something pretty or sexy or naughty, or whatever choice I made that morning and we are both happy.  That doesn't mean we're going to engage, if you will, it just means that for a moment, we both know I went to a little trouble, for both of us.  Even if we're too done up for the day.  It's just a little thing, but isn't that what life is made up of?  One little thing after another that adds up a a beautiful sculpture that is your life?

So, women of the world:  Reclaim your under beauty!  Whether you are single, married, whatever, remember, you are a woman, and a beautiful one at that!  Feel it!  It starts with your underwear.

Men of the world:  Quit being afraid of the lingerie section!  Go find something to show the woman in your life that she should feel pretty all the time, because she is!