Embrace Your Panty Lines

I bought the best chonies ever right before my hamstring reattachment surgery. You don't really think about what your chonies look like until someone you don't know is going to see them. And really, how often does that happen?

So I ordered these great boy style chonies from Reebok. I LOVE them! They fit so perfectly, they just hug my butt like nobody's business and keep me secure. I have worn thongs for years, doing my best to avoid unsightly panty lines. Because that is important. Way important. No one, should EVER, notice that I'm wearing panties. I mean, it's a secret, right? It's such a secret, that my panties have been diminished to a tiny little cooter strip, some string on the sides, and don't forget the string up my ass. I must be clean and adhere to societal standards of the wearing of underpants, but NO ONE MUST KNOW. No one must ever seen a panty line on my ass, lest they be forced to face the hard truth. That We. All. Wear. Chonies.

Except those who don't - and they are both bad ass and questionable, but go on with your commando self.

Back to me. I realized, I LOVE my new chonies. I LOVE my butt being held where it needs to be. Protected, if you will, from my jeans, from my shorts, from the fluttering up of my skirt (should I ever wear one). My chonies will protect my cheeks. And that makes me happy.

Do they give me panty lines? YEP. Well, they would, if I wore skin tight jeans; but I'm getting near 50, so that's not really happening. Do I need to deal with the occasional murph? Totally. Do I care? Nope - I just deal with it with pride. No hiding. Listen, we ALL know we wear underwear. (mostly) So why do I care if I have panty lines? When you put elastic on my ass, it's going to show. I am ok with that. I am ok with other women's panty lines. I am ok, because my panty lines do not define me. (they might define my ass, but go on with your bad self)

Really - all of this is to say - do what you makes you feel great! Why do we stay so uncomfortable in our skin to please the world's super ridiculous, super stupid, and super just bullshit standards? No More! Put on your comfortable chonies! Free yourself up to feel comfortable, fantastic, happy and relaxed in your own skin. You will be the best version of you if you do.

The moral of this story (rant) is do what makes you feel best. When you honor yourself, instead of trying to please the world, you will be authentically you, and that's what this world needs. YOU. You, who you are, right now, is wonderful. YOU, who you are, will impact this world in ways only you can. Don't constrain who you are with the world's ideals. Let someone else worry about the world's panty lines.

You are here to be more than that. And I am so grateful that you are here.