Wacky Wednesday Wisdom

"Underwear makes me uncomfortable and besides my parts have to breathe.”   Jean Harlow

Jean Harlow didn't like to wear underwear, not unlike many of today's movie stars.  She would have given Britney Spears a run for the money when it came to raucous, outrageous behavior. She died at age 26.   Here's a  link to a brief and interesting biography of Harlow.

Just in my lifetime, women's lingerie has undergone significant changes.  As a child of the 1950's and 1960's even I had to wear garter belts or girdles to support my stockings for junior high and high school dances.

A lady never wore a dress without a slip underneath to avoid any embarrassment of the transparency of one's skirt. 

As a young girl I had a beautiful multi-layer rainbow colored ruffled petticoat that kept my skirt sticking out at 45+ degree angles and was visible at the tips when I was seated.

Panties were the basic full coverage from waist to thigh bone and, if you were a lucky girl, were embroidered with the name of each day of the week. Cotton was for girls and when you became a woman you got to wear nylon panties.

The best thing about the 1960's was women started throwing away their restraining bras and girdles, as they threw out other conventions, and in response the lingerie manufacturers began redesigning underwear for comfort. Pantyhose replaced girdles and stockings, and Lycra and microfibers replaced latex rubber.

That is, until the thong became popular.  For years women did their best to keep their big panties from creeping into a wad between their butt cheeks, then low and behold, it became fashionable to stuff the material in there to begin with and not worry about it the rest of the day. Getting your knickers in a knot became voluntary.

Apparently women are getting tired of the strap in the crack.  The latest trend now is that granny panties are coming back, due mostly in part to the popularity of the Mad Men television series.

Granny panties are certainly more comfortable and the new fabrics help deter them from working their way to the space between the cheeks. But like all clothing, it doesn't make much difference what's on the outside, it's the person on the inside that counts.