it's all relative
Since this blog has taken a turn for the serious, I thought I'd throw in some fun in the middle of my long, long disaffection story.
When I got married, Mormon style, I was gifted a piece of lingerie by my bride's maids. It was sort of like this:
My husband thought it was so sexy. Sleeveless! Spaghetti straps! Shoulders! Low cut! Shows a little thigh!
I hadn't brought it out since well before my disaffection, so I pulled it out the other day to check it out. I tried it on, and it felt soooo un-sexy. It felt long, loose, and unrevealing. When I first got it, it was quite revealing compared to garments, but now?
...I wear it as a night gown.
3 comments:
That is so funny. I had the same experience the other day while cleaning out the drawers. I had a whole drawer full of my "sexy stuff" that now is like... Ew, old momma-esque. Yay for pretty undies!!
Mmm, ankles! Actually, when I'm around my Muslim friends, I always feel underdressed, like I'm too naked. Yikes, arms!
This is really funny. My wife had something similar with a robe that matched. It just shows that anything is better than Garments. They are bad enough on guys. On women, they just ruin it all.
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