Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Children, Clothes, Connections, Humor, Mother | Posted on 02-08-2014
Tags: humor, mother, motherhood, panties, sisterhood, underwear
I’ll be brief.
So, I was in the underwear aisle at, um, Walmart. With so many choices of Hanes, this purchase was more daunting than I thought. Bikini, hipster, hi-cut, brief. And bigger than brief.
I’m usually in favor of the bikini cut. You know, enough coverage but with some zing.
The woman next to me started chatting. Because. I always seem to strike up conversations with strangers. Briefs were her panties of choice. Because they provide so much coverage.
After having children, I need to cover up all of that, she said. And she motioned around her belly and such.
Hmmmm. Something to ponder.
We instantly bonded. Motherhood. Sisterhood. It was like The Sisterhood of the Traveling Panties that forced me to grab the package of briefs. White, of course. No patterns anywhere.
When I got home, I excitedly tore open the package and tried on a pair.
Um. The waistband went up to my neck. Yeah, no.
Add some string and I’ve got a kite. Actually, ten kites. For $14.97. What a bargain!