Dear Victoria’s Secret: You Must Be Drunk…

karate mama aiming low

As I have gotten older and wider, I have amassed a longer list of stores I frequent less often. Stores that cater to the ultra-thin demographic. Stores that only have extremely tight-fitting clothes. Stores that peddle merchandise that is designed to place advertising (via words) on my butt. I am looking at you Abercrombie & [...]

The Great Thong Conspiracy

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My husband has a theory about courtship: Dating = thong. Marriage = full coverage underwear. I think it all started because he somehow felt deceived. When we were dating, I wore thongs regularly. I wore suits to work and dresses when we went out dancing. It only made sense to wear thongs because I was [...]