Wal-Mart Lingerie Adventures

There's a good chance this post is going to make some people feel uncomfortable; and by "people" I mean males. So I'm just going to apologize in advance to all my male family members, male friends, and any of you random male Russians who always appear on my "Audience" page for some reason. But I feel like there are some issues surrounding the daily female life that need to be addressed - I'll try and keep it as clean and as painless as possible.


I decided long ago that I really hate buying undergarments. And not just because the selections usually make me feel like either:

A) A Middle-Aged Woman

B) A Teenybopper

C) A Stripper.

No, what I really hate about purchasing underwear and "what not" is the looks I might get from passerby-ers. I use to be really embarrassed by it. I'd hear a person walking by and then hide whatever article of clothing I was considering as if I was simply, you know, just hanging out in the undies aisle. No big deal.
Today, I realized how ridiculous that was. EVERYONE wears underwear...Well, most people anyway....It shouldn't be a big surprise that I do too! And, I'm sorry, but it's been pretty apparent I have the equipment required for bras since 6th grade, so me buying those shouldn't be such a big deal either!
Just be happy you know that I wear underwear.


As for checking out with feminine products, no longer will I be embarrassed then either! Female cashiers already know what I'm going through. So, no problem there. As for the male population of cashiers, just be grateful you DON'T know what I'm going through. Let's leave it at that.


I'd like to thank those of you who made it through this with me and apologize again to those just barely hanging on.