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One never stops running into crazy things. So, this is an underwear for men, sold by a French company. I have no idea why any man would want to wear this. It’s like the C String underwear for women that I blogged about a while ago, except that this is even weirder. Women can wear anything, no matter how weird or unusual it is. The same cannot really be said for men. I don’t even like thongs because, well, who {Read More}
Move over G-string, the C-string is here to stay! I have complained several times – in posts whose names I cannot remember right now and cannot be bothered to find – that I do not like G-Strings. That’s because the butt string is too big, and perhaps, some people find it comfortable, but for me, I don’t like that thick thing between my butt cheeks. It feels like having a long-lasting wedgie. And I happen to not like wedgies. Therefore, {Read More}
For the past two or three years, this thong has been floating around inside my underwear drawer. Depending on the day, I am not always entirely sure that it isn’t mine. What I am mostly sure of is that if it doesn’t belong to me, then it belongs to Uju. If by any chance it does not belong to any of us, then this sure beats me. The mysterious thong … also known as “The {Read More}
At midnight on New Year’s Day. I don’t know what all the hype is about, but I was listening to the Tom Joiner Morning Show this morning, and they kept talking about who they were going to kiss at midnight tomorrow. It was then that it dawned on me that I have never been kissed at midnight on New Year’s Day. I mean, what the heck? Before I continue, I must make a disclaimer: If my parents are reading this {Read More}
About two months ago, I bought new underwears. It was love at first wear. It just felt right. Wearing it gave me that mmph. I might be wrong, but I think I was a better and happier person for a few days. After that, the excitement died down. You know — kinda like a regular romantic relationship with homo sapiens. With 5% spandex in them, these underwears felt like they were made just for me. That was until I started {Read More}
It’s over between us. Even though I have not officially broken up, I know it’s over definitely over. I might be wrong, but no1 ever goes into a relationship and hopes for it to end. In my experience, the hope for it to end comes @ a later time – after the excitement and passion (which by the way are sometimes only a figment of one’s imagination) has washed away and your eyes open up to the big mess you {Read More}
Wedgie everywhere….!!! All in favor of comfortable underwear, say “Aye!!” When it comes to underwears, I usually have only two major criterias: comfortable & colorful. I need it comfortable because my butt cheeks are worth it, darn it!. They deserve to be clothed and adorned in only the most comforable piece of attire, something fit for royalty…in a Hanes package, of course. It has to be colorful because, well, even though my butt cheeks do not have seven colors of {Read More}
