“You wear lingerie? During the DAY?!? You’re PERFECT!”
That was the exclamation from my British pal P., aka That Sweet Guy Who Doesn’t Believe Me When I Say He’s Never Getting Any No I Mean It Never.
He heard me cussing up a storm over the phone because I’d spilled cranberry pressé all over myself, including this adorable little garter skirt that’s on crazy sale at the Avenue. Garter skirt you ask? Mais bien sur!
I’m all for lingerie for day –I love the secret sauciness of it all– but I also have a deep and meaningful relationship with my beloved burqa-cut microfiber undies. You know, the ones I use to cover the Cadillac when it’s going to hail.
So what’s a girl to do?
Enter the garter skirt.
I love these like a bishop loves a hip flask, and I’m not the only one, ifyouknowwhatImeanandIthinkyoudo. And they’re on sale for only ten dollars!
I have five in different manifestations and they are all my new best friends because they allow me to wear my regular full-coverage britches, have a little of hotness, AND let me avoid @#$%^ pantyhose which I hate like the polyknit devil.
Interestingly, for as good as the Avenue lingerie is, I’ve had miserable luck with their hosiery. For opaque tights (my one exception to the no hose rule) I love the increasingly-hard-to-find Lane Bryant opaque tights (not available online) and for stockings I like Torrid, particularly their built-in garter fishnets, which are the wave of the ding dong future and not NEARLY as trashy as they sound.
Word to the wise, if you’re between sizes, go one size down, they run big.