Monday, June 26, 2006

Under where?

I went to work without underwear on today.

Not for any reason in particular... I really did mean to stop by the laundry basket and pick some up on my way out. Somewhere along the way through my morning routine, I forgot altogether that I wasn't wearing any, and wound up leaving without them.

I also happened to be wearing a rather flowy cotton skirt, so as I walked around cubby-land I got little whooshes of air curling up and tickling the insides of my thighs. It was quite pleasant.


And, of course, it got me to thinking - as these things so often do:

Are underwear just a formality?

I mean, why do we even wear them? It isn't for coverage... Especially not given the way they're cut nowadays. Is it a hygiene issue? Is one layer of clothing not enough to keep the bacteria at bay? Am I going to die of bubonic plague for going commando? Will I be accosted by the Panty Police for forgoing my Huggies in favor of a cool breeze?

It isn't that I don't like underwear... I've got my share of pretty, frilly, lacey, see-through numbers... Granted, I typically bypass these and go straight for the classic cotton thong, but I do have them. I've noticed, though, when I wear them, it isn't typically because I'm going to visit the boytoy, or that any one at all will see them... There's just something that makes you feel pretty when you're wearing girly panties.

Is that it, then? Maybe underwear are designed to be a secret giggle during the day. My boss is being a raving bitch, but because I have on the pink polka-dot g-string, I'm still smiling?

Hardly.

Maybe I'll start a Panty Protest. I could round up some other folks who like the little chafe of denim. We could picket outside Victoria's Secret. Talk about giving the Angels a scare.

"Under-wearers are going to Hell!
Repent! The end is near!"

Okay, maybe not. I guess I'll keep my anti-panties mentality to myself, for now, but if you see me walking down the street and I'm smiling like I've got a secret... well... I probably do.

11 comments:

LV said...

OK, I think I love you.
V

Mouth said...

Awww, thanks!

But be honest... it was the protest sign, not the lack of underthings, that flipped your switch.

m.

LV said...

No, it's more likely the b&w picture of you looking out the window. Is that you, or is it just that the feelings it conjures apply to you? The image suggests a woman that is looking for something. Longing for some fulfillment that has been missing from her life. Be it professional, spiritual, romantic, or other. Something is missing and she wishes with all her heart that the void would be filled. Or maybe you're just watching a squirrel.

I think every guy wants to be that certain something that completes a woman. That's why the picture is so powerful. And then throw in that you're wearing a long white dress and no undies - well that's just a bit too much.

v

Mouth said...

LV: I didn't say the dress was white, nor did I say it was a dress. It was a dark chocolate-colored skirt.

And yes, the photo is me. my sister took it several years ago.

m.

PS: Aren't you married??

LV said...

Yes, I'm married and I have two beautiful boys. I'm perfectly harmless. I was just having some fun with you here.

v

Mouth said...

Just... you know... making sure. Gal's gotta have lines n such, yanno.

Enjoy the day!

m.

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Mouth said...

I have absolutely no idea what that's about, glib my dear, but I'm sure it's fitting and... well, you know the rest.

m.

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