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MOM, DAD YOU MAY NOT WANT TO READ THIS

This is not an 18sx posting errr..depending on what 18sx is to you, that is..

Before I got married, during my early twenties, my girlfriends and I used to flip girlie magazines and catalogues, looking at lingerie…and decide what we would like to wear, what we would not be caught dead in and what we would wear if we had Cindy Crawford-like bodies etc..etc... As a consensus, most of us were not into stuff which had suspicious looking holes at the oddest but most practical and convenient err, ehem..place, nor were we into fluff balls, bulu-bulu, feathers, leather, whips-attached stuff etc.. We liked the Victoria Station eh..Victoria Secret look, the satin-lacey kinds for the sexy, “come and get me” look or the simple cotton stuff for comfy lets-just- snuggle-up occasions.

When I finally decided to get married, nearing the wedding day, a friend and I went out for lingerie shopping. My then future husband and I had planned a three in one day wedding to fit my ever so busy husband’s schedule (nikah+my reception+his reception all in one day) ending with our first night with a stay over at the place where his reception was held at. So, taking my wise ol friend’s advise, I had to (as in must buy or else die) buy some lingerie, so as to not disappoint my future hubby. Apparently, every man likes it and apparently, it is only the right thing to do and apparently, the first time and first impression really counts, so I had to have my strategies in place, in so far as lingerie is concerned!

We ended up buying 2 sets of pretty stuff. One, a two-piece baby blue all-lace number and the other a white one-piece baby doll-like cotton thing with tiny pink roses which I loved. My wedding day came and after the end of my reception we somehow found time to open a few of the more important presents from my pals.. My darling ever so thoughtful girlfriends and some guy friends had ever so graciously wrapped up some pretty lingerie in the packages that they left for me, with..saucy notes and first-timer tips to add! In the end, on top of the two sets that I had bought, I received two sets of Sporty Spice like sexy stuff and one very nice *I like* skimpy lacy black ensemble which was unfortunately one size too small…haiyaa!

I then packed myself for the next reception and the first night. I decided I would wear the white baby doll thing cos it was soooo me and kind of symbolic since it was white and thus looked “pure?”. I searched high and low for it, only to find that someone had thrown it on the roof of the house! Thanks to my Kak Nisa who was directly responsible for throwing it on the roof from what I was told! Apparently, throwing nice white lingerie with tiny pink roses stops rain from falling! It must’ve worked though, cos it didn’t rain that day! At that point, I was already such a beaming deliriously happy bride that it didn’t matter ! So, instead, I packed my baby blue lacy thing, and the Sporty Spice stuff (for back-up) and off I went.

What was supposed to happen, well, did not happen as it should have. Our three-in-one day wedding left us so exhausted, that at the end of the day, all I saw was the bed, couldn't wait to crash and all I can remember was waking up some time in the middle of the night for a glass of water. I was not, at that time, wearing my sexy baby blue lace thingy as planned (but I was wearing something not sexy at all but can't remember what), and neither was I feeling the least bit of a sexy siren! And from the snores coming from beside me (terkejut kejap, like "who's that?") my husband wasn't up for anything "exciting" either!

So much for strategies and plans huh?

I did discover though, eventually, sometime between that glass of water and dawn, that lace and fancy stuff do not work on ALL men unlike what these girlie magazines and my girlfriends say. Some men, like it and some, as I have discovered…don’t even notice you’re wearing em.. but will love you anyway.

Now, 5++ years after that fateful day, I still entertain ideas of dressing up some nights, and hope it will somehow, some day be noticed and appreciated. Maybe next time I should add a lil jig before it all, maybe then, he might notice.

Hmmm..maybe?