Society Doesn’t Like Panties Drying On The Rod ,,, excerpted from A Slip of A Girl.
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People wishfully sigh and wax on dreamily about the days when women and men dressed up… But if we women dressed thus — if we wore dresses and skirts — how could we hide all signs of our stockings or other frilly nylon bits even more shocking?
We moms can’t be seen as sexy. No glimpses of our underthings can be tolerated — because then people might get the wrong idea… But what the hell is so wrong about acknowledging the fact that mom is a sexual being?
Those of you who think I’m off my rocker for talking about this, come a little closer and let me talk to you…If you think you’re saving the world from perverts, you’re wrong. In fact, I daresay you are screwing up our kids more this way.
Why should children and young women live in the embarrassment and fear of a bra strap sighting? Why should they be ashamed of their own mother’s bodies — bodies they too will have one day?
Shouldn’t boys and young men grow up respecting women’s rights to their own sexuality — and be required to control their own urges in the process.
Speaking of “the forbidden,” why is it that the ones “allowed” to show off their underwear (and dress provocatively, in general) are teens, tweens and –WTF?! — even younger?! Why is the sexuality of children more tolerated than that of adult women? Isn’t that perverse.
Once upon a time, children and youth aspired to grown-up things. They were supposed to grow towards and mature into adult things, including adult fashions. Adults aren’t supposed to retard themselves — or their sexuality. But now adult women wear kids underwear. And they have to hide them too. That’s ass-backwards.
It would be easy to sit here and write that from this day forward I’ll no longer hide all of my underwear like some dirty secret, relegating my lingerie to the same hidden dark recess of my bedroom that my sex toys reside in — but I probably won’t be that brave.
Because I, like most of you, live in fear that some “well intentioned” neighbor will see my clothesline in my backyard, some “concerned” parent of one of my kids’ friends will hear that my kids have seen my underpants drying in the shower, and they’ll call CPS, shouting, “Save the children!”
But honestly, this has all gone too far.
I’m not saying we moms need to flaunt our underwear or our sexuality; but we shouldn’t have to be so ashamed of it that we hide and deny it either.