If anyone saw my underwear drawer today they would think I was having sex. (I hope Mina didn't just spew coffee.)
I looked in the drawer today and noticed that all my new items are a little wild, even if I still wear something close to granny panties. Pink and black leopard prints, wild flowers, stripes and bright colors on my panties. I stuck to a lot of beige and black bras, but included in the mix are a bright, bright lime green with a rhinestone, a pretty grey, a deep navy blue, and a very wild abstract bra in purple, pink, blue, grey, and some other colors.
Poor Raymond never got to see bras like that, but then again when he met me I didn't wear a bra unless I was at work. It wasn't until I had a kid and was in nursing bras that I started wearing a bra all the time. I don't think he minded that he didn't get to see colorful bras, but he might have appreciated the effort.
I am just amazed that I have started to branch out a little in my intimate apparel, maybe it is because I finally found a brand of bras that I like that come in wild colors and I can just go buy them off the rack. I don't have to "shop."
