No panty lines? Yeah, right. I laugh at you, unders that claim that. And why don't you go up one more size in the hipsters in the store? Maybe if they weren't stretched so tight across my huge as$ there wouldn't be a panty line, but oh no, you can't offer the next largest size in that style because why would a hefty girl want to wear anything other than BRIEFS that are hideous and the size of a damn tent.
Boy shorts? They ended up looking more like granny drawers on me, but I think the panty line may be a little less visible with them. I hate, hate wasting money on drawers.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.