Finally, I gave in. I marched right back to the corner store and bought the panties that hung below my favorite bralettes. I completed the sets. I even opted to add on to my collection by purchasing the black separates, too. I felt free from frustration! Stylish! It was as if I had finally found the missing accessory to the perfect outfit. Only, no one could see it except me.
For me, that wasn’t the appeal of lingerie. I didn’t have a boyfriend, and I wasn’t planning on taking off my clothes in front of anyone besides my roommate. But it didn't matter what she thought of my underthings, either.
My matching bras and panties gave me confidence. Crazy, but true. I found just the right yellow bra to wear during my tough Sociology tests. I liked the bright, lightbulb-like shade because it made me feel smart. I scooped up the complementing booty shorts to go with it — they even had an adorable red bow.
