Male Shopping.

I bought some bikinis last month, when I bought some work shirts. Just one package. I said to myself “Oh, it’s like a thong that will keep my ass warm!”

Sufficive to say, they’ve grown on me. I will wear skimpy undies again in the summer. In the spirit of not freezing my ass off, I bought a bunch of bikinis today. It’s amazing how that little thin piece of fabric can seriously make the difference between your ass feeling cold, and simply noticing it’s cold out in a non-specific way. (If that makes any sense.) I think five were loose on the sale area. *laughs* How could I resist an undie for two bucks? I’m not sure exactly how many I bought. Three 3-packs of bikinis. Five loose. ..I bought fourteen undies? *giggles* I swear, I have more undies than most girls. That’s saying a lot. …Then again, I know some girls that are in dire need of undies. Or, at least were in recent memory.

I spotted some awesome boxers. *purrs* But there’s no way I’m spending fifteen dollars on boxers. At least, no right now. Some of them are SO SOFT. My two lycra boxers are easily my most comfortable.

I also bought two more work shirts. Given how much I’m working, I was getting sick of rotating so often. I was going to buy purple and orange. Eyeing a purple shirt, something inside me revolted and didn’t want to buy it. I took a second to figure out why. Then I realized it was the same exact color as a shirt Paige used to wear. So I decided to break the association and buy the shirt anyway. Now I have pink, purple, AND orange. Woohoo. I glanced at the blue shirts and reflected on how not-me they are. Or so it feels.

*purrs*

I don’t really understand this stereotype that men run in and get out. I looked at all the undies. I weighed and decided. Ah, but I actually bought something. I would only look at things that closely if I was going to buy something. Wouldn’t the female stereotype be to look at everything, try everything on, and then buy nothing? (Of course, also buying something would also be consistent with the female stereotype.) Um.

What is clear is that I knew what I wanted before I even entered the store. I shop. I do not browse. Not much, at least. By the way, for those that live near me, I was at the JCPenney at the Rockaway Mall. I love entering through the Feminine Intimate Apparrel entrance. Mmm, panties. I still say panties are sexier than skimpy undies on girls.

I love the feel of comfortable undies. I WANT MY MOST INTIMATE PLACE TO FEEL ITS BEST. : D