Today I did a colleague of mine a favor at lunch and learned something valuable in the process!
Since I was going to be in area, she asked me to head over pick up a bottle of her favorite perfume, Heavenly by Victoria’s Secret at their flagship store on Lexington Avenue and 58th Street (no product plug intended). I will call it VS for remainder of the article.
Another female colleague, whom I also consider a friend, joined me in the perfume quest. VS here we come.
I don’t know if you’ve been in the flagship VS store, but all the featured lingerie is immediately to your left. Bras, nighties, pretty robes and the ultimate in VS’s secrets – thongs.
We were commiserating on our mutual love-hate affair with the thong. Sexy in their appearance, some can only be described as a modern day torture device. How many of us have put one on only to see it accentuate every curve in our hips? Or the dreaded “ass-string.” I will admit, I have pulled an annoying thong string out of my backside more than once.
Picking up an emerald green lace and silken string thong, which was admittedly very pretty, I turned to my friend and said “love this, but oh the joys of the old “Granny Panty” on the weekends.”
Every Saturday I GLADLY turn in the supposed- sexiness of the silk and lace thonged backside for my 100% cotton full on “Granny Panty.”
Happy happy JOY JOY!
My friend says “You mean an FCP!”
“What’s an FCP?” I exclaim, intrigued
“Full Coverage Panty!”
“FCP! I love that name!”
My friend replied “Why should a nice, comfy panty be referred to as a “granny? Women deserve better than that.”
“You’re so right! Women deserve better than that.”
A nice comfy FCP. Covering every crevice, lump and bump. Hallelujah!
I have the best friends!!
Now that I am done drafting my epiphany for today, I am going to go put on my best FCP and dance around my bedroom. Oh maybe the purple ones…little color makes the world brighter.
~ Images are sourced from Google and not of me in my FCPs.