My 13 year old daughter proudly proclaimed yesterday, in front of her grandparents, “I hate underwear… I haven’t worn any all week”.
I was wise enough to keep my mouth shut, but I don’t like underwear either. I don’t really see the point. It just seems constraining. And since I wash my pants after I wear them, the hygiene argument doesn’t hold.
So, in an age of modern clothes washing appliances, has underwear become obsolete? Yes and no.
In the yes column, as a fashion accessory, I’m still a big fan. There is nothing sexier than a nice outfit with sexy underwear underneath. Both my wife and I (her more than I) try to make sure that our underwear are sexy and slightly provocative… as part of the overall sexy package we try to present to one another.
As well, sometimes underwear are necessary to provide some discretion. I will admit, as I write this, I am wearing underwear. The white linen pants I am wearing right now had a discernible bulge when I put them on this morning with no underwear… no one needs to see that outline all day as I walk around downtown.
And.. sometimes… comfort requires. I’m told that sometimes, of women in particular, you need them??
But on the no… boring, sexless, shapeless underwear… why bother? If you’re only doing it to add another layer… no need.