underwear

In brief: The New York Times says G-strings are out and granny panties are in. And it might be feminism's fault.

For Valentine's Day, and every day in between, these options make your comfort a priority.

When I feel like I need a little boost to tackle the day ahead, I reach for my lucky underwear. There’s nothing special about this particular pair of underpants—they look like your average granny panties, which is to say they roughly cover the area between my bellybutton and knee caps and came from the bargain bin at the Gap.

I’ve written about the Shake Weight, which I believe owes its high sales to gag-gift purchases for bridal showers. I’ve also written about rocker shoes, and how they’re not really going to help you burn any additional calories — and could cause injury.

Am I the only one who finds her mood affected by her underthings?