Under where?

When I was 14 my friend had a slumber party (yes back before we called them sleep-overs) and her parents arranged to hire a VCR from the chemist (no one owned these new-fangled devices as yet) and were given a list of videos to choose from. We were so excited! We poured over the list for days and eventually chose Blue Lagoon and Puberty Blues.

At the party we spent ages pressing the rewind, play, pause buttons to see if we could catch a glimpse of  Christopher's Atkins penis - we couldn't! Oh how we giggled! I have a feeling both movies were fairly unsuitable for an innocent group of girls but it was harmless fun (luckily my friend's parents had no idea what the movies were about). The other thing I remember from that day is being enchanted by the lacy knickers the girls in Puberty Blues wore. So much nicer that my plain cotton ones. I was determined to get myself a pair.

Five years later, while at Uni in Sydney I got a job in the lingerie department of Myers. Dream job and so began my lifetime obsession with beautiful underwear...

Years later I was reading a crime novel and the coroner was doing an autopsy. He began by listing all of the dead woman's clothing for the record. It included faded and mismatched beige bra and panties. As an underwear lover this statement horrified me. Not that I expect to meet a horrible end but if I do at least the police report won't be disparaging about my underwear! Even my everyday beige is part of a matching set!

Zoe and I went shopping last week. We were on a quest for sandals to match her formal dress, jeans  and you guessed it - underwear. The outing went like a dream, the first pair of sandals she tried were perfect, add to those a pair of half-price ballet flats. On to the jeans and the first two pairs were perfect and part of one of those save 25% deals. We were on a roll!

Now what you should know about my daughter is that in chest size takes after me - poor kid. We are not busty women. So, even though she's 16 and taller than most of the boys, the little tankini tops have served her well. But there comes a point when (even if it's only as a matter of status) you need a real bra. So off we went to Bras and Things for her to be fitted. We discussed that it might/would be embarrassing and she was cool with that.

Anyway, long story short, she was fitted and is now fit to be part of a police report ;-) Gosh you can get gorgeous underwear for teens and no, there is not a piece of lace to be seen, it's all funky patterned cotton. And she loves it. How do I know? Her friends came round to view the new purchases as soon as we got home!

Shopped out, we retired to a cafe for refreshments. And I took a photo to immortalise the day (of course) and scrapped it for Charm's colour challenge over at SFS - red, pink, yellow and white.

I used a Charm's heavenly heart and the fab yellow heart is from Apple Tree Lane Designs. It's funny because I was really happy with how this LO turned out but when I photographed and added it to the SFS gallery it suddenly seemed very flat and dull. Maybe I need to buy some more underwear to cheer myself up?