Save me from underwear

Underwear has been on my mind lately. I know, it usually goes on the other end of the body, but what can I say?

Anyway, there was a piece on the newsreader this called A Brief History of Underwear, and the photo was of the back end of someone with their underwear showing above the waist band of their jeans. I didn’t read the article, but I still have a lot of thoughts on underwear. First of all, it should be comfortable. I’ll never understand thong underwear because I just can’t imagine how in the world that could be comfortable. While it’s true that you can get used to just about anything over time, why would you want to get used to uncomfortable underwear? Second, I don’t want to see your underwear, I don’t care how cute you think it is, or what color it is. Why would I want to look at anyone’s underwear? There is just no mystery in life anymore!! And, third, keep it clean and don’t leave it laying around, but that just may be the mother in me.

I see girls with their underwear showing above their very low cut jeans and boys with their pants pulled down and their underwear showing. It’s like a generation of people that never learned how to dress themselves. The girls look like sluts, and the boys look like clowns. I shutter to think what they will create when they breed!!

What happened to looking cool and sharp? Or, God forbid……NORMAL. You know, like someone you’d like to hire, or would trust to know the difference between apples and oranges, or who could spell apples and oranges. I’m not against making a statement, or being hip, I just don’t think they’re thought about what they’re saying. Maybe, it’s, “Help, I’m a fashion victim!!”