I bought high rise underwear and I didn't quite mean to. (And I don't look exactly like the girl in the photo, mine aren't that high but...you get the picture, without a (graciously spared) picture.
Like up to your belly button Lauren?
Why yes, gentle reader...and you know what? I kind of like them. They're unbelievably soft and when my pants start falling down (because I have no hips and can't find the perfect belt), there's no crack show.
But isn't it just a big ol' whale tale?
Well, maybe, I've never got a look from behind. But I think it's more of a
1920's look, with a touch of badass-ness (super high rise underwear + low rise jeans=interesting new "style"). I should probably just wear them with skirts, but they're too damn comfy. I didn't realize they were quite so high when I bought three pairs, but now I'm hooked, judge as you may.
And I love that this picture was from Glamour.com, and pitched by one of my favorite bloggers !
1 comment:
You rock those granny panties!
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