Today I am thinking about panties.
It came to pass that both Miranda and I have man crushes on a local Vancouver photographer who spoke at Northern Voice. So feverous is our ardor that to my lovely chum I stated boldly “if it were socially acceptable to throw panties during NV (and if my panties were delicate lacy twig panties) I would have totally done so” – and by gum, I meant it.
Thinking back to Gillian’s post this week about panties made me realize that panty-throwing is no longer a commonplace event. I for one think it’s high time we brought back this fanciful practice – why, how else are we to show not just mere affection but also a willingness to dispense the wanton pleasures that could be yours with little more than a nod in our direction? I say it’s time that ladies and gents of all walks of life take back the noble cause of panty-throwing and let the objects of your desire know the untold delights that await them by flinging your delicate unmentionables in their general direction whenever the opportunity presents itself. You live but once (or so) – why restrain yourself simply because it is the polite thing to do? Cast off the shackles of social acceptance and give in to your licentious ways today!
Next time La Sense has a sale, I’m buying all the trashy $2 thongs I can lay my hands on.
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The key here is to have extra panties to throw. There are all sorts of logistical reasons why depantying and throwing the used ones and then repantsing and going the rest of the day without any would be problematic. Despite my antipants leanings, I’m still ultimately a convenience whore.
That said, I’m going to agree with you here. But I’ll have to find some way around the fact that I may simply cause confusion by throwing out womens’ panties myself…
La vie en Rose had trashy thongs for $1. For real.