We spent quite a bit of time visiting in Central Oregon and once upon a time, they had a North Face Outlet store. Bob has the most amazing blue eyes I have ever seen and I am always trying to get the right "stuff" to bring out those baby blues. It quickly became his favorite of all time. That's when the trouble started. Weeks later, he has all but slept in his favorite jacket and decides it needs to be washed.
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From birth until age three, underwear had been easy: Unbleached Seventh Generation diapers, followed by Sesame Street and Cars-themed pull-ups.
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From birth until age three, underwear had been easy: Unbleached Seventh Generation diapers, followed by Sesame Street and Cars-themed pull-ups. But when it was time to leave behind the cute, gender-neutral pull-ups and move on to actual undies, G.
It was panties. The elastic waistbands and leg opening were scratchy. They were mostly pink, which was bad, and they were decorated with Disney Princesses or Hello Kitty, which was worse. She wanted Elmo. Mickey Mouse would also suffice. She wanted a flat waistband. Preferably white or yellow, but she would compromise as far as lavender if necessary. I looked high and low, in stores and online.
More princesses. More kitties. More hearts and rainbows. But G. But these are for boys because they have that opening on the front. The fly. You can also just pull them down. I mean, obviously boys pull them down when they poop. Underwear was underwear, right? I'd wear these. They make me want to ride a horse and shoot a bow and arrows in the Highlands. Of course, Bryn were still dealing with the fallout of our separation at this point, and talking about anything was strained.
And there seemed to be more important issues around G. Maybe I brought the panties situation up once or twice, but mostly, we both just hoped it would go away, or at least that some company would start making more gender-neutral panties.
Neither seemed to be forthcoming. I could tell that G. We had to find a solution, if only to save her circulation. The easy thing would have been to buy the Minion briefs. It was, after all, just underwear, and who besides us was going to see it? But it seemed to be a move neither of us wanted to make. I completely knew where G. It seemed like the adult equivalent of having the Kardasians emblazoned on my thongs.
But briefs? With a fly? Apparently, now I was trying to use it to convince both of us. And she can always go back to panties.
It's not like it's something permanent. Was he against this just because he suspected I was for it? I need to think about it some more. I dropped it. The truth was, I needed to think about it more, too, but blaming Bryn for putting the decision on hold was easier than admitting to myself that I was struggling, and that I was deeply bothered by the fact that I was struggling.
Since the earliest signs of G. Bryn and I might have been in conflict over pretty much everything else, but we were both hanging onto panties as the last, secret hope that this might just be a phase, or that G. When G. Dad said no. No elastic! For a minute or two, I considered being angry at Bryn--for making the final decision without my input, for not including me in the historic purchase of the briefs--but this was ridiculous.
In spite of my secret hesitations, I'd given him nothing but signs that I supported G. I'd just needed someone else to force me to see it. I quietly removed the mostly unworn princess panties from her drawer and replaced them with the beloved new briefs. They give rise to little swells of nostalgia for G. Little bits of printed cotton around her private parts were an important way G. Past Stories. Email Address. Jan Elle White.
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Putting out my laundry one winter evening, I noticed that most of my underwear was terribly ugly. Embarrassing to say, but I think some of my panties remembered times of secondary school. They were the ones of bleached colours, with childish flowers and hearts on them. The patterns were hardly visible anymore — and some pairs even borne signs of teenage periods that never washed off. I started hanging out the underwear so that it would dry, and I examined each pair carefully. Some of them were bought only recently, which made them look much better, and I noticed that I was treating them with special attention.
When I was hanging these newer and prettier undies, I made sure to straighten them before putting over the string. Even if it was ungraspable for an outside observer, I was obviously putting extra care when dealing with the better panties. The ones remembering secondary school and numerous periods were the last to be taken care of.
I tried not to look at them too much. When I was finished with the laundry, a question stroke me. Did I need to keep them just because they were not falling into pieces yet? Why was I making myself put this ugly thing on my ass, over and over again, while saving prettier pairs for special occasions like Mondays, when I wanted to start my week off right?
I will get myself a gift: a brand new set of pretty underwear. Exception is when I want to make my boob look bigger for some reason — but this desire is decaying as I am growing older, fortunately. From the 23 pairs I had, 18 went to the bin. I must say, there was hesitation with each pair I was letting go off. Ooookay, I said. I would not throw away all of my undies, but make some of them into cleaning cloths instead. This way I could still make use of them and continue to consider myself an environmentally-friendly person who is respectful and grateful for what she has.
But the key decision was made: I was not going to wear ugly panties anymore. Full stop. I might not have mentioned yet, but finding a life partner had always been a struggle for me.
Since I turned 15 I always looked up to some guy or sometimes five of them at the same time who, I hoped, could satisfy my hunger for love.
As I grew older, not much changed. There was always a man of my dreams of some sort on my horizon. Sometimes that man even became someone whom I would call my boyfriend.
Inevitably, those boyfriends came and went away as soon as they discovered my set of ugly underwear. So for my first serious boyfriend, I even bought a special set of lingerie to make him admire me even more.
And so I learned how to maintain a high underwear status quo in front of them — at least up to a certain point. Because each one of them eventually spotted my ugly underwear. They saw the old panties on me or they saw them drying after I did my laundry. But this thinking proved wrong — all my boyfriends left, and my underwear stayed. At some point, I found myself in a long period of no interest in men whatsoever.
And, of course, I kept wearing my lousy panties. It was during this long and lonely period that I made my decision. One day I just threw away 18 pairs of underpants, leaving only 5 in the drawer and resolving to go shopping for underwear immediately. Getting the new ones felt like paradise. I went through one shop, and then another, and that a third one, picking only the panties I really liked.
I got three pairs in my favourite shade of turquoise and some transparent and very womanly briefs. I also indulged in lace — two pairs that I got were made of virtually just lace. I loved the feeling of what I was doing. They were my teenage nightmare when I believed I needed to wear them in order to be considered an attractive girl. Not anymore — all I got was comfy briefs, and shorts, and hipster pants.
Fifteen pairs altogether. I also got myself a cute top and necklace and went back home with my head up high. After that day, I never wore ugly underwear again. Shortly after this remarkable change, other things in my life also started shifting. I now believe that the root of this shift was the feeling I started experiencing each morning, while picking a pair of panties to wear that day. It was so very different from how I used to do it before. Back in the old days I would just dig my drawer in search for the least ugly pair of pants.
In the best case, it resulted in wearing one of those secondary school pairs, patterned with what once resembled butterflies. Now it was also hard to decide which ones to wear — but this was because they were all so pretty that I felt like wearing them all at once. I would eventually pick a pair with pleasure, feeling the softness of fabric around my hips and looking into the mirror with a smile.
This became my everyday reminder of how beautiful I was. It was around that time that I started talking to people more — and somehow I even established new relationships. I never thought of myself as very social, yet there I was — going out to see friends or making new connections several times a week.
I loved it. I started realizing I was not really as awkward as I had always considered myself to be. Naturally, I started talking to men more, too, and I felt attracted to them again. And were they attracted to me! I had never experienced this kind of male looks, filled with desire. I had to learn how to flirt at the age of 25, because I have never done it before. To be honest, it was not too difficult. This flirting process suddenly proved to be just a natural consequence of two people being fascinated with each other, rather than a lie or playing a game of pretence , as I have always thought.
Once I became satiated with this whole flirting thing and received enough appreciation to feed a city — then my heart was open again. I loved myself enough to replace my ugly set of underwear with a pretty one. I realized that I deserved it. I suddenly knew that love was just around the corner. And indeed, as soon as I opened myself and was ready to give love, instead of asking for it — my companion appeared. By the way — he was standing behind that corner all this time, simply waiting for me to get ready.
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