QUICK QUESTION {MOM TALK}

Quick Question - I've been meaning to talk to you about this.

So I was riding in the car with one my mom friends  (who shall remain nameless) and she reached down in the car to fetch something from her purse.. I happened to glance over for a sec and to my shock and surprise (and CONFUSION) saw the cutest (animal print?) THONG sticking out of her jeans. My first thought was WHAT THE HAM SANDWICH!! IS THAT WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING??!! We are the same age, with kids the same age... My undergarments have not even closely resembled that in quite some time (except on very special occasion:-) she was just hanging out with me and the kiddos which suggests that this is a normal occurrence.

I remember very distinctly folding laundry with my grandmother (I was probably around 22) when she held up a pair of my underwear and asked how I managed to wear something that looked so uncomfortable. I assured her that they were indeed comfortable. And that I didn't even feel them. I'm wondering now, If I was LYING, or if my junk (in the trunk) was just much smaller then?? Because that is most certainly no longer the case.  And I'm sure I had every intention (back then) to go on to be one of those MILFs (okay MILKs) who wore sexy (matching) under garments just to keep it sexy for herself (and her beau).

Not quite.

Last weekend I had to have a friend re-take some pics of me because I realized you could see my underwear (over my jeans, under my shirt). Very bad.

I mean, I know I've talked about stepping up my game. And I have taken some steps in that direction. But I had no intention of taking it to that level - my goodness.  Now, I'm starting to question whether or not I'm missing out on something? Is my husband getting the short end of the stick? Can that really be comfortable?

Real Questions. Your thoughts? 

Random, I know:-/

xx,
Bunnie

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I am throwing away all of my underwear!!

Sooooooo, I am not feeling particularly sexy these days. 

Possible causes:
I've been trying something different with my hair (more au naturale: see here) -which may or may not be contributing to my confusion. I'm also trying to get rid of these last 10 pounds of baby weight - which has its good and bad days. AND - during a spring cleaning effort, I ended up giving a good friend of mine a lot of things I can no longer fit into. Seeing her in clothes from my "skinnier days" has a special kind of blow to my ego. And to top it all off, someone asked me at a little soiree I was throwing if one of my friends was my DAUGHTER. really? WHAT. THE. HELL??! (excuse my french).  I thought I was going to spit (i know, not very lady-like)!!   Now in my defense, I was dressed like FLOTUS and my friend was dressed like she was going clamming. But still.

I thought you were supposed to feel more confident in your thirties (more emotionally stable, aware, comfortable in your skin)?? Your thoughts here?

So in addition to the battle of the baby bulge. I've got an additional mission. Bringing Sexy Back. From the inside out.  Lets face it. Its important. Well it is to me anyway.  Not necessarily for other people to tell me that I'm sexy. But just to feel it. SEXY is a feeling.

Kevin Hart (Yes, I said Kevin Hart) recently said, When you look good, you feel good. And when you feel good, you do AMAZING THINGS. And I plan to do AMAZING THINGS.

Sadly, I will admit that although I stopped nursing little h about 5 months ago.. I'm still wearing my maternity bras (and underwear). H said he'd like me to step up my game once the little one turned a year old. I think thats my cue.

So I'm looking for some everyday (attractive, cute, sexy, AFFORDABLE) underwear. I found these 50's era little skivvies here - my version of sexy. I think I'd like to stick with variations of black. I've collected a few things I like over here on Pinterest.. 


Do you have a "go-to" shop/brand for intimates?

And on Sexy:  What do you do that makes you feel sexy (a particular perfume, moisturizer, affirmations)???

xx,
Bunnie