I have a couple of lingerie items that would definitely fit into the category of “sexy negligee”. But I rarely wear them and they certainly have not produced a reaction that equalled the amount I spent on them.
The husband doesn’t understand why I even buy such things. He says I look just as good in an old cutoff t-shirt as I do in something frilly, lacy and see thru. Ahhh thanks honey. Translation: “Why waste the money when it’s just going to end up on the floor in 2 minuets anyway?” Typical.
The husband also explained that sexy lingerie really doesn’t do it for him. What?! Is that normal? I thought men were visual. (I make a note to ask Bill the therapist about this) Well, what does do it for you buddy? Let me guess…..do the initials BJ have anything to do with it?
Be for real. Here’s the thing. I figure that if I’m willing to do what does do it for him, couldn’t he at least pretend to be turned on by the sexy little something I put on? I mean, if I feel beautiful and seductive, wouldn’t I be more inclined to do those things that do bring him pleasure? A ratty old t-shirt, that makes me look like a harried housewife in constant need of a makeover, is only going to make sex feel like one more thing to cross off my list of daily chores.
Now that I’m in my
later forties, I have all but given up the whole idea of feeling sexy and beautiful at bed time. The granny panties I wear to bed, under the ratty old t-shirt, bring a sense of security and comfort that allow me to sleep like a baby. Michelle, over at Rubber Shoes in Hell, says “a pair of well fitting, cotton, granny panties are about as comfortable as underwear can get.” Even the style mongers over at Fashionista report that massive underwear is making a comeback. What a relief, because I’m all about trends when it comes to underwear.
At my age, comfort is one of those things that I feel entitled too, especially after raising four kids. So, if the husband is in need of service and wants to get frisky then so be it. Because the truth is, it is going to end up on the floor anyway and the sooner we’re done the sooner I can gather my ginormous, comfortable, cotton grannies and get some shut eye!