Thursday, May 15, 2008

Musings on Underwear...

Ok, let me start off by saying I think I've gone off the deep end when innocently shopping and I see something and automatically think "wow, I could blog about that". Come on, don't lie, its happened to ya'll too, right??RIGHT????
I was just minding my own business , shopping in the lingerie section of the store with some of my birthday money when I see something out of the corner of my eye as I walk by, so I had to go back and glance just to make sure I'd seen right. Yuppers, I had, and so wanted to poke my eyes out, lol.
Now I know women who wear thongs. I don't. I just don't find them comfortable, but some women do and thats fine. I have no problem with them. However, I just don't want to see them.
I really don't care what type of underwear you are wearing, if any at all.
Picture if you will what I saw earlier this morning. I'm not nasty enough to have whipped out my camera phone and ask the lady if I could take a picture of her butt to post on my blog, but it would have made a great DON'T picture for Glamour magazines DO'S & DON'Ts section...

I probably wouldn't have noticed her at all, except that she had her back to me, looking at something hanging up.
She was of about average size. Didn't look too heavy, or skinny. But her jeans were at least 2 sizes to small. Again ok, if she had maybe had a long enough t-shirt to cover the ill fitted jeans.
She got the jeans about halfway past her hips when getting dressed this morning and guess she thought they could stay there. That made the lower half of her butt flat as a pancake- but pushed the top half up over the waist of her jeans, which wasn't at her natural waist. Then her flowery shirt didn't come all the way to meet the top of her jeans, so in between all this you see a blue striped thong sticking out the top of the jeans.

Sorry but that was just wrong. I'm not that critical of people, but I don't like seeing peoples underwear. I also live in a town where the cool thing is for guys to wear their pants about 5 sizes to big, and for some reason they constantly have to hold their crotch to keep them up...( the jeans that is) Go figure.

Anyway, had to get that off of my mind. Hope you enjoyed that little image burned into your brain. Feel free to tell me of any fashion faux pas you've noticed and have a great day!

10 comments:

Wonderful World of Weiners said...

As a die hard thong wearer (it's all I own) I promise to always keep them out of your line of vision!

No pic yet!!

Hallie :)

Mabunny said...

OMG Hallie, LMAO!!!
Thanks for being so considerate as to not show me your thongs:))

noble pig said...

I see this everywhere...I'm not sure why everyone likes to expose their coin slot (top of their crack either)!

Mabunny said...

HEHEHEHEHE Noble. I have heard it called a coin slot, but oh that brings up so many other images that my brain just can't handle, lol!

Laura ~Peach~ said...

Hee hee I WOULD have taken a pic and bump the scuse me... would have covertly snapped it...we were at the octoberfest last year and this chick OMG is all i can say but out came all three of our camera phones and we snapped away... it was insane and this poor girl i am sure thought she was cute...
yep got to love a camera with 10x optical zoom too... have gotten some doozys over the years with the person never knowing...
yeah i know i am ill.
Hugs and thanks for the laugh

Coffee Bean said...

Well... It is my opinion that if ever our country were to be invaded by aliens we would just need to put all of the women in thongs two sizes too small and it would make them so uncomfortable and angry that all of the aliens would be killed in no time. At least... that's how I felt the day I wore a thong.

And... shhhhhhh... don't tell anyone but I think it is still lost in my crack somewhere.

Michelle said...

Ouch, your poor eyes.

My worst fashion faux pas was similar. Years and years ago, I was dating a guy (hi, James!) who loooooved Indy car racing. He and his dad had a tradition of always going to the first week of time trials for the Indy 500. One year, I went with him.

At the top of the stairs, sitting on the bleachers, back to me, was a very large man. And his pants only reached about halfway up. And his underwear was nowhere to be seen, but his large hairy behind was completely in my line of sight and to this day, seared into my brain.

Lena said...

Oh my! Thanks for the imagery!

dlyn said...

Too funny - she needs one of the 360 degree mirrors like they have on "What Not to Wear" :)

Karen Deborah said...

oh my lord, I don't know how you didn't say something, "Excuse me but did you know that your ass is stuffed out of those pants? Is that supposed to be cool? She's not alone you know. GROSS. I get mental pictures, that wa vividly described. whew.