First of all, there’s a hole in the crotch. That seemed odd. Then it is flesh colored, I don’t even know where to begin with my thoughts on flesh colored undergarments. Let’s just say I don’t feel my sexiest while wearing them.
I don’t usually sweat in a lingerie dressing room. Yesterday I did. I swore I would never wear Spanx or any type of compression device. In the past, it seemed like donning something meant to suck me in meant I was failing at staying in shape. It was a mental hurdle for me that up until yesterday I was able to avoid.
But there I was, in the quiet dressing room with horrible fluorescent lighting and bad elevator music, sweating and tugging to get myself into this odd contraption so I could “smooth out” a few spots under my new black dress.
Tomorrow night, when I’m letting lose and having some fun, I’ll feel good in my black dress and my new found affinity for Spanx and flesh colored lingerie.