Darwin; super.

[mrissa]

Happy Darwin's birthday, people! There are good and bad ways of celebrating. May I suggest that looking at nice little birdies is much safer than going around determining who is not the fittest and removing them accordingly?

First of the questions asked so far: one of you, clearly someone who has been reading me for awhile, asked if I ever found a substitute for my superhero undies. For those of you who haven't been reading me that long, I once amused myself writing and selling an essay about Underoos and a set of bright superhero-blue skivvies I had bought that felt like the grown-up equivalent. Main thesis: our ancestresses were constrained under their clothes, but when women my age were little, we were taught to kick ass even where no one could see. I loved my superhero-blue skivvies, but they eventually went the way of all skivvies, and no, I have not found any way to replace them. I have to maintain superness without any help from my undergarments these days. It's very sad, but I do try to soldier on.

(I'm totally buying another set that blue the minute I see them, though. It was perfect. I used to sing myself little fanfares while I was getting dressed in them, and mutter things like, "Have no fear! 'Tis I, Awesome Skivvies Woman! I will save your crashing rocketship without bouncing uncomfortably!" No rocketship ever attempted to crash near me while I was wearing those things, but boy, would I have been ready.)

It really was a revelation that I could pay the electric bill that month just by blathering on like I do, and still have a little left for snackies at Trader Joe's. (By which you can tell roughly how long this long-time reader must have been reading, because I only shopped at TJ's when we lived in Hayward, 1/01 to 10/03. I'm not averse to going there now that we live here, but I just haven't made the effort, what with Byerly's being three minutes away and all.)

Another of the questions I was asked was about friending. Please feel free to friend away! I'm not friending people at nearly as high a rate as I used to due to time constraints -- there are people I know and like in person but haven't friended at this point -- but you don't have to ask before friending me or commenting, answering surveys, etc. We're friendly around here. (I do appreciate new friends saying who they are if they feel up to it, though, so I have some idea whether they're supposed to be someone I know.)

In other news, the dog was doing enough better to be a little bratty last night. Oh. Um...great....

Comments

[zalena.livejournal.com]

They make Wonder Woman undies (http://www.bust.com/Merchant2/merchant.mv?Category_Code=02c&Screen=PROD&Product_Code=WU-WWCAMISET) for big girls.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Neat, but not for me. "I'm flying in my invisible plane," and, "I am totally off my nut," are too close for my taste. (Also, I have been known to wear exactly one unsized camisole -- shown -- and it doesn't really qualify as underwear for me. Proportionally too busty.)

[fiddledragon]

and of course they have neon green and fluorescent orange and hot pink in super huge sizes :)

but not, alas, superhero-blue.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

And the bits of me that regularly see the sun should give people a clue on how pale the bits of me that don't are: the last thing I need is neon undies! I already practically glow in the dark!

[fiddledragon]

*giggle*

[dd-b.livejournal.com]

Are you *sure* we're not supposed to carry on with our part of Darwin's Plan? I've got a little list. Well, fairly little.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I briefly contemplated changing my journal title to, "That singular anomaly, the lady novelist," given how thoroughly non-singular women writing books are on my friendslist, but I wasn't sure passersby would get it.

[dd-b.livejournal.com]

It could give rise to many teachable moments.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Umm. That sounds exciting.

[laurel]

When I was living in Mitchell, I spent far too much time at the Super Walmart there because there were so few places to go.

And boy did they have a lot of superhero underpants at the time. Target did for a while too, though I guess I haven't seen any lately. Supergirl and Wonder Woman mostly.

Honestly, for a while there it seemed like there was a ridiculous amount of women's underpants with Superhero stuff, cartoon characters, goofy sayings, and all manner of stuff on them. Still is some of that, but it really was nuts for a while.

It got me to pondering how the undergarments, pajamas, and clothing of teens and pre-teens and even little girls is getting more sexualized or just crude ("Hottie!" "Your boyfriend wants me!" etc.) even as folks my age and yours are buying Hello Kitty underwear.

Sure, some folks my age are also buying "Hottie" shirts and thongs and such, but still. And I'm sure some young girls and young women still go for the cutesy or superhero underwear when they can.

But it is strange, is all I'm saying.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

By the time someone sees your skivvies, one would think they would have at least a preliminary opinion of your hotness.

As I said above, I don't want the specific superhero stuff on my underwear. I want them to be that color of blue. I am old enough to be my own superhero.

[redbird]

By the time someone sees your skivvies, one would think they would have at least a preliminary opinion of your hotness.

True, even in contexts where that's not at all the intention or agenda, like the gym locker room or some doctors' offices.