Brava! Great essay. I totally relate. In fact, I have two pairs of LA Vie En Rose lace boyshorts in my drawer my husband bought me 23 years ago, at the beginning of our courtship. He keeps telling me just buy new ones, but the nostalgia of that day he bought them for me is too great. I just stuff them further back in the drawer, comforted just knowing they are there.
PS - I haven’t worn underwear in 30 years. After my hysterectomy, my mind and body changed. Not sure how I started going Comando but I liked the thought of not having anything underneath. And my good friend Melissa through hers out the sunroof on an impromptu trip to the Gulf Coast, never to wear underwear after that toss! 😬🤦♀️🤷♀️👍🏼
Brava! Great essay. I totally relate. In fact, I have two pairs of LA Vie En Rose lace boyshorts in my drawer my husband bought me 23 years ago, at the beginning of our courtship. He keeps telling me just buy new ones, but the nostalgia of that day he bought them for me is too great. I just stuff them further back in the drawer, comforted just knowing they are there.
Thank you, Dhana. I love that. It's so hard to get rid of something that reminds you of beautiful moments like this! Thanks for sharing :)
Loved the comparison throughout, the secrets held underneath. Great story!
PS - I haven’t worn underwear in 30 years. After my hysterectomy, my mind and body changed. Not sure how I started going Comando but I liked the thought of not having anything underneath. And my good friend Melissa through hers out the sunroof on an impromptu trip to the Gulf Coast, never to wear underwear after that toss! 😬🤦♀️🤷♀️👍🏼
Hahah, love that sunroof visual! Such a freeing moment, I'm sure!