I'm really beginning to wonder about the PYTs at my pool. Or, to be more precise, I worry and wonder about young women accepting that their worth is all about how they physically present themselves.
One woman was having a crisis about stained underwear. I just don't get this. No-one sees the darn stuff, and anyone who does see it, just wants it off, one would devoutly hope. No-one cares that you dropped some of your oil-based foundation (ugh, but that's another post) on your bra or panties. Really. You can still wear either. Underwear is by its very nature clothing that can get beat up, torn (as long as the seams hold), snagged, stained, and otherwise messed up without limiting its functionality.
I'm sure I'm missing something, but to the PYT with an underwear crises: any partner, same sex or opposite, who gets to see you in your underwear and has any focus on anything other than your body ain't someone you should be getting intimate with. So the make-up stain will serve as a kick-him-or-her-out-of-bed test. Any comment on the splotch, and the soon-to-be partner becomes a never-to-be partner. See? It's not a crisis. It's an advantage in screening out complete and utter superficial nitwits with low sex drives.
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She's probably afraid that the make up stain will be perceived as a shit stain...in which case, the underwear should be thrown out.
P. S. I still have and still wear maternity panties. God, they're comfy.
You nailed it, Laurita. Poop leftovers are a definite no-no. They are preventable for Pete's sake!!
i still have pants i wore when i was 20. That's 10 years old folks!
Laurita and Peg: Well, skidmarks? Use bleach, I guess. But from the conversation I was eavesdropping in on, it sounded like she spilled foundation (in a light beige color) on her underwear. I can't even imagine thinking about this after it happened, much less having a lengthy (well, ten minutes) conversation about the "crisis". Of course, I've spent more time than that posting about it, so what does that say about me. Hmm.
Cookie: Good for you. Hee.
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