Also, seeing as I live in windy Wellington, it is ALWAYS wise to wear full briefs under a short swing skirt. Once upon a time I made a terrible mistake. I chose to stroll to the supermarket in a cute blue and pink polka dot ra-ra skirt with a teeny tiny G underneath. The fun was had when I left said supermarket with both hands FULL of shopping bags, hence no spare hand to hold my skirt down in the wind. Let's just say my butt got a lot of attention that day. Good old car horn beeping attention. I think one of my flatmates was designated 'butt wrangler' for the duration of the walk home. Good times.
Apart from when I was pretending to be seaweed at drama school and trying not to flash my butt around town, I was strictly a G girl. Nowdays, I have slipped back into my comfy bikini brief ways. Actually I'm lying. Most of my pants are not bikini briefs. They are full on fatty panties. Fatty panties are just so loving! They don't judge me. They accept me for who I am. Until that is I try to jam myself and my big fatty panties into super tight jeans and get met with bulge city. I don't know how exactly the fatty pants crept back into my life. I think it was childbirth. Yes, that was it. I remember buying a mega pack of the cheapest, biggest undies I could find. All I craved at 8 month pregnant with number one was COMFORT and my value pack of warehouse undies brought me just that. I had intended to just wear them during the last throws of pregnancy (when nothing else fit) and then in the first (messy) stages of mummy-hood. I had fantastic visions of burning them ALL in a sacrificial manner once I could fit my fancy pants again. Somehow, those damn fatty pants crept into my heart. Now all I have is fatty pants! Lovely lovely fatty pants. Problem. I now finally fit back into my skinny jeans and tight skirts but I simply cannot wear my fatty pants with them. They are so big and fat that they would create serious bunching. Also, they are all now falling apart and I have no excuse to buy more. To buy more would be to accept that I am a fatty pants lover true and true. The other issue of course is the dreaded double butt. Bikini briefs may be okay in baggy jeans but that is where it ends.