The Most Fabulous Thing
The most fabulous thing in the world is when you switch from wearing a thong with your only pair of beige pants that fit because your cottage cheese ass actually shows through the material to wearing a smoothing pair of silky no-line panties that in the mirror at home shows no hint of the dreaded panty line only to come home from work and hear your husband say,
“Baby, you can totally see your underwear today. I mean, you can see the tops of them and the line under each cheek. Did you know that?”
Posted by Melissa on July 27th, 2005 under Blah, Married Once, Twice, Whatever
July 28th, 2005 at 11:10 am
Oooh, I hate that. I call mine hail damage.
July 28th, 2005 at 11:32 pm
well i realy dont worry cause of course i do not wear underwear too contricting however i recall someone of the female persuasion explaining that commando is not that pleasant for women. So anyhow you are gorgeous the way you are and should not worry about how you look panty line or no panty line.
July 29th, 2005 at 1:21 pm
No, commando is not pleasant in certain situations and certain fabrics. Thank you baby!