Ruffles, the color yellow, and strawberries- a match made in heaven...ignoring the fact that it's a thong of course.
Mominatrix is hosting a unique challenge, one so interesting and inspiring that the moment I read about it I had to run out and create a new gmail account AND blog just to share in it. Thus Quoth the Rabbit was born.
Anywho, the first day's assignment is to wear a thong. She was right about one thing- us moms aren't usually the first to hop on the thong bandwagon. I know I'm not. I own a few but personally I can't stand 'em.
I mean seriously, thongs are a perfect example of one of the reasons men think we're the inferior sex. The majority of men wouldn't be caught dead walking around all day with a stupid strip of cloth hiking up their butt. I'd rather just be naked underneath than have to stop and dig every time I stand or get out of a car.
Oh yeah, I'd rock the "au natural" thing.
But that's beside the point. In the interest of full participation I've decided to wear one. That's why I'm hanging out in my PJ's today, messing with the pretty little scrap of fabric over my crotch every so often.
Not my idea of fun, but hey, tomorrow I get my wish and can sleep naturally nude so I guess it all works out.
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