No, not those hipsters. They annoy me as much as the next person. And I'm often accused of being one myself. No, I'm talking about these hipsters. It's like I've found the Holy Grail of underwear.
That's right. I said underwear, not panties. You see, panties is on the List of Words I Hate With the White-Hot Intensity of a Thousand Burning Suns. In case you're curious, the full list is:
That's not really the point, though. I'm so totally stoked about finally finding awesome underwear. I was on some kind of underwear-buying spree for the early part of the year and a couple times I decided to venture out from my usual bikini style, because, well ... why not? I was buying many pairs of underwear anyway, and they were on sale. I tried the boy shorts in my undie experiment, too.
For whatever reason, I just recently put the new underwear styles to the regular workout and yoga tests (I typed "testes" accidentally hahahahahaha). The boy shorts did okay in both; minimal creeping and other movement. This is never fun. I figured it was just going to happen when I worked out no matter what, because of the movement and all that. I mean, the bikinis did that all the time.
But yesterday, I wore the hipsters on the treadmill and the elliptical machine with awesome results. Yoga tonight was the best, though. I am always aware of my drawers during yoga. They're falling or cranking up or whatever. But today, during savasana, I realized I hadn't noticed my underwear at all. Yeah, I shouldn't be thinking about that kind of thing during the big relaxation. But sometimes my mind wanders. I CAN'T HELP IT.
I realize I'm a huge dork to be so excited about finding awesome underwear that I'm moved to write about it. I don't care, though. I've come a long way since the horrific incident where I accidentally wore a thong to play in an intramural softball game. I was playing first. I had to stretch to make a play. It was unpleasant. So, this is a momentous day for me. Please let me have my moment.
Most sincere apologies to all two of the male readers of this blog. Unless you like reading about girls' underwear. Then I rescind the apology.