No no no.
You cannot wear pillow cover like chaddis under your track pants.
You have red nail polish, a size zero figure, the Swarovski encrusted cellphone, bling blanging off your bangs, and then you turn around. And what do I see?
Stuffed chaddi in bebe syndrome.
It makes your ass look like two parts. saggy bottom, and stuffed bottom.
And then there’s my yoga teacher.
A contortionist.
Who also wears tight cream coloured pants with a chaddi that could be turned into a lifeboat for six, in case of flash floods.
I tried telling her about going Hilton. She almost choked on her Shirshasan.
Then I told her about thongs, and she told me never to wear them when I exercise because its heat producing.
Heat producing? Heat producing?????
Don’t know about you, but Greenpeace be damned.
I’d embrace global warming over meters of chaddi.
3 comments:
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LOL! I remember reading in your blog a really long time back, about a certain female from your ex workplace who had yards of cotton chaddi sticking out from under her low waist jeans or something … The mental image had made me smile for days. Need I say that you’ve made my month for me with this post? :D
Ahhh… The joys of being able to… ermmm… notice... :)
I say grandma whities are the work of the devil.
I prefer the hipster style of underwear (I never call them panties... they're always 'underwear'... because I will never wear a size that is worthy of being called 'panties'...) because they fall below the belly button but yet keep my crochital area covered, as well as my rear-end. I hate underwear that comes up to my boobs or crawls up my ass.
And that, my friend, is more than you wanted to know about my underwear preferences. I can't believe I just posted that on the internet.
my high in life is owning enough pairs to not have to wash them if I am travelling...I came from the 80s. Our dreams were small
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