It's a worrisome phenomenon. Disturbing, even. Even when I have no intention of purchasing granny panties, I inevitably wind up buying them anyway. How does this happen?
I was in Target with Sissy the other day and could have sworn I'd tossed two packages of low rise bikinis into our shopping cart. Not so. Not even a little.
When my sister remarked, "SOMEONE'S buying large underpants," I naysayed her with venom. I was not!
Oh yes, yes I was. Only I didn't realize this until I got home and tore open the package. Low rise bikinis my ass. High rise, ole' lady, shorts-like drawers, reminiscent of my nephew's diapers? That's more like it. An innocent, annoying mistake perhaps; but comfortable as hell.
It's not right. I'm aware.
Face it...you like granny panties. Don't be ashamed. Even when you think you aren't buying them you subconciously do. You like big underpants. Be proud.
Posted by: Sissy | October 03, 2008 at 08:32 AM
I think sometimes it just feels good to have your entire bum covered, & not have to worry about wedgies.
Yes, not only have I taken up wearing underwear, but I own a few granny panties myself.
Posted by: Weinerdog | October 03, 2008 at 10:10 AM
I shall embrace the large pantie!
Posted by: the odd broad | October 03, 2008 at 10:10 PM