Not because I hate underwear—I'm an ardent lover of underwear. It's because I hate the word "panty. And apparently I'm not alone. Sure, when said within the confines of a lingerie store, by an older saleswoman with a tape measure around her neck and glasses slipping down her nose, it's fine: "Did you see the black underwire has the matching panty? I've heard several people refer to the word as "infantilizing.
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Email I was in high school when thongs officially became a national obsession. Thongs had always been a thing, of course. People definitely wore them, but they were not the kind of thing you could buy at the local mall. Britney and X-tina wore them onstage or on the red carpet. Somewhere along the way, thongs became a sort of shorthand for sexiness—while their full-coverage counterparts, which were worn by pretty much everyone just a few years prior, became synonymous with priggish loserdom. Everyone knew exactly what these were without being told. Odds are, you already have an image in your head about the silhouette we're talking about: Granny panties refer to big, high-waisted, thoroughly butt-covering, depressingly practical cotton knickers.
Mom, Dad, stop reading now. My drawer is full of ugly drawers! While an entire wardrobe of La Perla and Agent Provacateur is a bit unrealistic for the average shopper, having a few high quality beautiful pieces for support and sexiness is a must for any women with an agenda. Even if you have no intention of showing off your undergarments, the thrill of wearing them gives a subtle boost to your confidence— which we all know is sexier than anything you could ever wear.
By Melodi Erdogan Dec. But when I wore granny panties for two whole weeks, my analysis was actually quite different. Switching my boy shorts and thongs for roomier, high-waisted granny knickers certainly required an adjustment in my mentality. But all in all, the experiment gave me more appreciation for the classic undergarment silhouette. And it taught me to, well, never judge a panty by its nickname.