Saturday, September 27, 2003

Too tight too loose



You know you're getting old when your underwear is older than the Internet. C and I venture forth to restock our underclothing department. Yesterday I sent C on a mission to scout out something for me at CostCo (the last place I vaguely remember my mom getting me a six-pack of florals). He came back disgusted, "Their lady's underwear is soo cheap quality."



My mom and sister graciously buy most of my clothes in the East coast, hence I only know how to buy clothes in one place in California- the young boy's section at Target. Everything fits great and is under ten bucks. Since we were out of laundary detergent anyway, we trudge over to once and for all clear our underwear situation. C makes out like a bandit with 9 pairs of boxers.



I dawdle and futz as it's hard to tell what is what in the world of women's underwear. Bikinis, briefs, froufrous, high cut? I can't tell what could turn out to be a wedgie machine. I don't need anything ass-alicious, just cotton and reliable. In such matters, I always get help from J. But today, I surmised that as an adult I should start making my own decisions.



Oof. Eventhough I selected "medium", my 10 pairs turned out to be bit of a disaster. 4 too big, rest too tight. Is one even allowed to return underwear? What to do as I've already cut up my old ones...

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