The panty line conspiracy

The fashion industry has spent decades perpetrating a conspiracy on the women of the world, and it all involves panties. In the 60’s we all wore briefs, granted some were more frilly than others and they came in various colors and some even had the days of the week on them. We might have worried about getting caught in an accident without clean ones on, but one of the things we never gave a thought to were panty lines. That didn’t come until the 70’s and hip-hugger, high cut leg panties were introduced. Then the 80’s brought us the bikini panties and more angst about panty lines. So the answer to all our worries was the thong, which is really just a new name for a G-string, all which boils down to butt floss, and no panty lines.

Now instead of the hated panty lines, we have to live with the peeping thong. You know that instance when you realize that all essence of class has been wiped form the younger generation, as a girl bends over and above her jeans you see her thong and her butt crack. Of course this is in perfect harmony with her date’s outfit. His jeans have been belted around his knees so that he can barely walk and his boxer cover butt is right there for all the world to see. He’s obviously not worried about boxer lines.

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!!”