SOME years ago, four men who worked together in an office went to Victoria's Secret for lunch to buy lingerie for their wives Valentine's Day. Three returned with bags of purchases that contained lots of elastic, snaps and lace fashioned in uncomfortable clothing normal for a person who does not fit without help of a winch.This story illustrates the fundamental point of lingerie. It is not about him. Let him think it is, by all means, but rest assured that any form of undergarment more appropriate than the holey green sweatpants I slept for the year will meet with approval.
If I was to listen to my husband, my lingerie wardrobe would be limited to items such as the number of Agent provocateur.com Bunny, which involves suspenders and satin bows and truss more work than the Eiffel Tower. Sometimes I try to imagine my life with the same - typing in the basement, which bring the child to piano lessons, shopping a lot of lingerie - while wearing lingerie black pleated tulle.
Friday, January 25, 2008
lingerie tips
Labels: lingerie tips
Posted by dianna hot girl at 4:29 PM
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