Addictions come in all shapes and sizes…small, medium and large.

I think we are all guilty of being addicted to something in our lives right? Maybe its food, or that teddy bear that you’ve had since you were 5, that now resembles a matted mess of synthetic fur. Yeah, you know the one…you’ve tried to keep it hidden, but somehow the kids or dog manage to drag it out just when company comes over. Ultimately making you blush and leaves you wishing there was a hole you could climb into. They say that the first step to recovering from an addiction is to admit that you have a problem. Well this shall be my admission…I have a panty addiction!!! I would say I’m not proud of it, but truthfully I freaking love it! It’s not like I have some crazy fetish where I lock myself in the closet and rub the satin and lace all over myself just to feel its luxuriousness against my skin. No, I just like own an overabundance of the things. Oh, you want numbers? Okay fine! I own around 130 pair of panties…give or take a few. There isn’t a sale at Victoria’s Secret that I don’t grace and when I open the mailbox and find that sweet gem of a coupon for a free pair, my palms get sweaty, my knees go weak and I experience heart palpitations like no other. Free panties truly are a beautiful thing. I’m a little ashamed however that I’ve had to take over another drawer for my ever-growing stock of the little beauties. But each time I open a drawer I look in at my babies and stand in awe. Satin, Lace, boy shorts, bikinis, and yes, even thongs. I’ve been told by many that I have a problem, but I don’t see it as a problem, I see it as a solution. I mean, come on, while everyone else is doing laundry because they are out of skivvies, I’m over here riffling through my 100+ pair trying to figure out which ones I want to sport on a certain day. I do however have my favorites, they usually include some sort of cheetah print. There is just nothing like sitting around thinking about how your lady garden and rump are covered in safari print. It makes a girl feel wild and adventurous.

So don’t feel bad for your trivial addictions, they come in all shapes and sizes…small, medium and large!