Most of my friends know that I have a love for cute undies- lacy, racy, or otherwise. While I don’t flaunt the actual undergarments I most certainly let my friends know they should chuck those “granny panties” and upgrade their wardrobe. I am a firm believer that the lovely under-thing is not for the man in your life but for yourself! The first time I went out and bought my first stash of pretties, I took a picture of them and sent them to my mother. She dutifully took my advice and upgraded to the pretty panty as well.

However, I am slightly heart broken as of late because I have this new puppy with quite a nasty habit. He’s an underwear snatcher. This is where the really embarrassing part comes in. He only has a penchant for mine! I have now lost seven pretty panties. I even went out and bought a new hamper with a lid! The little shit still manages to find his way to MY undies. Yesterday I found the seventh pair in the yard. I do not even know how or when he pilfered them from the lidded hamper and snuck them out there.

This is an expensive habit indeed. Therefore, I am imploring all my friends and family to consider a very worthy cause… My panty drawer. Yes, this is a wee bit bold on my part, but hey it’s Christmas. I have a birthday coming up as well. I feel it important to let you know I am not a fan of the “word butt”. My derrière is not accustomed to being called “juicy”, “hot”, “princess”, or “bad girl”. It only appreciates pretty. My dear sister sent a pair once that makes me blush. Use your imagination and stay away from those. No, I will not describe them. If you don’t want to be caught in a locker room in them, don’t send them.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart… and my bottom. ;)