We Suburban ladies get most of our swim wear, lengerie, and underwear from Victoria's Secret online. (links to models wearing scanty panties, you've been warned). We order so much that the guys at the post office here know not only my name but the names of all the kids, my husband, and the baby's birthday.
Anyway... The ladies in the house love Victoria's Secret online because everything fits like it should and the style is great. Stone loves it because it gives him the chance to look at hot models wearing practically nothing for hours on end. Everybody wins!
Yesterday, I made my pilgrimage to the post office to retrive a package of swimwear for the adolescent and panties for me. Mostly, the panties Stone had picked were cute boyshort type cotton numbers, embossed with polka dots or sailors or whatever, but the last package was something special. Reeeeeally special.
Panties so naughty they are not sold here in Oman, Panties so forbidden that it is literally Illegal to import them into the country. Wanna see?
See that sticker? Made In Israel. And really, who wouldn't want to gird thier loins in the finest handiwork of the Zionist Occupiers? Yep. Plain white cotton ones. I can tell you that they are super comfy, and the elastic is just right.
But the very best thing about them, is that every time I wear them a little tiny peice if Israel is Kissing My Ass.
Tomorrow or the next day I'll be whining about how totally horrible my day was today. Seriously, today could be a song by the streets, called Suburban can't get it right. Wah.