...that daily chanting has not reduced my ego. As you know, (because there are only 3 of you who read this blog), I practice karate. As you also know, I use la lavandaria (laundromat, but really, it is la lavandaria.)
As a female martial artist, there are certain anatomical issues to be addressed, such as how to throw a kick (think side kick to the head) without one's undies traveling north...northeast and northwest. {And please don't get me started on the boobies issue.} So to accommodate, I wear guy's briefs (boxer briefs?) But because I am an un-evolved ego monster, I don't want anyone in la lavandaria to think that I am doing someone else's laundry (or more to the point, that it isn't me wearing the karate uniforms)...so I dyed my undies pink.
Om Om Om Om Om Om Om
5 comments:
I just met you and now I've seen your underpants!?!?
Now I know what to get you for your B-Day - Pink dye!
oh El!!!! xxooh
Hehehe....I think there are more than 3 that read your blog! Love that you dyed them. I have not yet invested in the boxer briefs...still dealing with the panties traveling! Ha!
OMG. I love this!!! Hysterical. I'm showing the Twitter world your underwear.
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