Girls in knickers.

Reminiscences of high school panties.

Girls in knickers How I Miss them.

There’s just something so sexy about 18 year old young school knickers. Just thinking about girls in knickers makes me blush like a school boy all over again.

There’s another reason for my nostalgia. I think I’m getting jaded with all the haute couture that goes on around me because of my job. Instead of regular white knickers, well worn knickers, and even the most ordinary vintage stockings suspenders tease would be glammed up and put on the runway to look like directoire knickers or silk French knickers.

Wait a minute, those ARE directoire knickers and silk French knickers! It’s just my mind trying to imagine that these were the normal types that most of my old classmates would wear.

I can imagine what kind of conversation I’ll be having with my former classmates:

Treasured conversations with hotties.

Me: “Yeah. Strange, huh? I used to be only interested in math.” (looks at her intensely while imagining her in high school wearing bottle green knickers)

Girl Former Classmate 2: “Hey, aren’t you the guy who always volunteered to carry the towels for the women’s volleyball team?”

Me: “Yep. That’s me.” (and you’re the girl who always wore see through knickers, hee hee)

Argh. I can just imagine!

So, maybe I’m getting emotionally wrecked because I am worried about attending the high school reunion. I mean, how can I face my classmates as a professional when all I remember about them is that they were the “girls in knickers” of my adolescent dreams?

But in the end, I will still attend the damned thing. Even if I have to bring a photo of Carol vorderman in stockings to calm me down. Look, I know it’s odd, but there are some things that can relax my mind faster than Beethoven’s music and somehow, Carol vorderman in stockings is one of those things. Girls in knickers what a maze of issues.

Kylie in her knickers