lingerie

The Great Lingerie Debate

Since I am newly single after being in a long, comfortable relationship, I am improving a few areas in hopes of attracting a man instead of these “man boys” I have been acquiring by the dozen.  I thought I would start small… lingerie… nothing crazy, maybe attempt to match my bra and underwear perhaps?

Let’s get something straight here… I have never been the lingerie type.  I am all about comfort.  My undergarments are usually flesh colored (very practical), they are not sexy or slutty, and they are usually cotton.  I can’t even say the word panties (I cringe as I type the letters) for goodness sake!  I am not one to dog ear the lingerie catalog with plans of showing off my goods.  In fact,   I used to think it didn’t matter because it was coming off in five minutes… plus, X did not care what I wore.  Come to think of it, most of my old relationships did not care one way or the other… This new change would require research, lingerie is costly after all.

I started with my girlfriends-very few (OK one) had sexy lingerie.  Most of my friends are in the same boat as me or worse (sports bras aren’t just for the gym anymore apparently-thanks Genie Bra)… we wear what is comfortable on a daily basis unless we know something is going to happen.  For those moments, we dig a little deeper in the drawer and find our one go to matching set.  But what happens if you’re not “prepared”—are you rocking something that says “take me now” or something that says “enter at your own risk”?

Then I consulted Oldest and Most Brutally Honest Male Friend; his response was an eye opener… “Would you rather have a nicely wrapped present or a present wrapped in newspaper?  Obviously you want your gifts to look pretty, so shouldn’t that apply to your body?”  He is right!   I put effort into what others are seeing-my outfit, I should put the same effort into what I am seeing-the lingerie.   If I am feeling sexy, won’t I broadcast that message to others?  Maybe it would make the process a little easier and more fun.

That being said… I am not going to run out and raid Victoria’s Secret (baby steps), but I am going to try and break free of my flesh colored cotton bonds and add a little lace to the mix.  I am a gift; I should have a pretty bow after all. J

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