It feels like there's a piece of material shoved up my ass.
This morning I put on a lovely outfit. Skirt, long turtleneck, socks and cute shoes. I went for the socks option since I didn't want to put on tights.
Tights bother me, they bunch and pull and are tight around the stomach area, making a bump where they end and making me look like the michelin man in a turtleneck. I don't like the VPLs not do I like the VTE (Visible Tight Endage) so, I chose knee-highs. My skirt covers past the top of the sock - don't worry.
I also chose to wear a thong with my skirt (seea above re : my view on VPLs). It being colder, and therefore not generally skirt weather, I haven't graced my posterior with a thong in a long while.
As I got out of my car and walked to the bus, a sensation came over me. I got more uncomfotable, and was walking funny and acutally thought to myself "It Feels Like There's a Piece of Material Shoved Up My Ass" and the second thought that came to mind was "Oh Crap - There Is" and then "And I'll Have To Feel It All Day" followed closely by "I Can't Even Pick It Out!"
Picking it out : will help for 3 minutes until it creeps right on back in there and snuggles up warmly to my redeye.
Removing it : will cause me wonder all day if anyone will notice me going commando.
There are no other options : except wearing them more often to get used to it or never wearing them again.
Sitting down seems to be a comfortable option. As I type I can barely feel the little bugger. I guess I'm destined to remain on my thong-laden rear today.