Thoughts on clearing out underwear drawer

[owl]

• I have more socks than I thought I had. Must start wearing new discoveries from back of drawer.


• There are of course three entirely dissimilar odd socks.


• Wow, I have way too many vests. Need to downgrade the rattier ones to sleepwear.


• I really need to go bra shopping. Strangely, this is not inspiring me to dread.


• No, I cannot continue to wear those bras. No, there is no possible use anyone could have for them. Certainly not as a support garment, and they're an awkward shape for a floorcloth.

Comments

[clanwilliam.livejournal.com]

Having only done so recently, I can affirm one reaches true adulthood when you go through your underwear drawer and thrown out all the ancient knickers that have been there just in case.

[owl]

I'm very nearly at that point. I'll give the dodgy pile a second cull to separate it into 'can be worn at home on a lazy weekend' and 'bin'.

[pauamma]

No, I cannot continue to wear those bras. No, there is no possible use anyone could have for them.

Sling, cat toy.

[owl]

It would be a rather embarrassing cat toy if we happened to have visitors. :D

[yubsie]

... I'm guessing vest means something different in Britland?

[skywalker-child.livejournal.com]

I was wondering the same thing, yubsie. At first I thought she meant "bra," but I was wrong.

I'm so OCD about getting the most out of my clothing, I actually cycle through all my stuff. After something comes out of the washing machine, it goes to the back of the sock drawer so the other items get a chance to come out and play too.

[owl]

Undershirt. What you call a vest we call a waistcoat.

My washing mostly gets stuffed wherever there's a space for it.

[yubsie]

I enjoy your icon. :p

I'm... the opposite. I grab clothes out of the laundry hamper. :p

[owl]

Undershirt. What you call a vest we call a waistcoat.

[yubsie]

We only call them waistcoats when they're schmancy. :p

Though this FINALLY explains why I kept finding undershirts when I was looking for clothes for my Fiddler on the Roof Sims!

[marymac.livejournal.com]

Hee. I need to go buy about eleven million vests, but have more than enough decent bras.

I need to sort my sock drawer. I'm putting it off in fear. Could be any thing in there.

[owl]

Anything! Could even be a crack into another dimension.

[marymac.livejournal.com]

I suspect the tangle of tights is developing sentience.

[owl]

Are you sure it is tights and not some kind of tentacle monster?

You probably want to put it down humanely before it discovers tool-making. Not to mention fire.

[marymac.livejournal.com]

Monster made of nylons!

*wedges drawer shut*