My Pink Fog I have loved lingerie for as long as I can remember. As a
child, pre-adolescent, when other little boys were off playing
baseball I would be over on the playground with the little girls
pushing them in the swings. That way I got a glance at their
petticoats and every now and then a peek at their panties. On a lucky
afternoon, in an out of the way place, a naughty little girl would
maybe even lift her skirt and give me more than just a panty peek.
Always cotton, always white - always wonderful. A lifelong addiction
was born. Then the period of discovery - adolescence! I discovered
that there was more to lingerie than white and cotton - there was
NYLON and LACE, and there were bras, garter belts, stockings, girdles,
slips, night gowns - and colors, so many you can’t even try to list
them. It was wonderful. And then the really big discovery - even
though I was a boy, and it was socially unacceptable - I COULLD WEAR
LINGERIE! Life was good, really, really good. And now many years
later, and still socially unacceptable, I wear lingerie everyday and
am in love with everything lingerie, it is like being in a pink fog of
nylon, silk, lace, and satin. This blog is just to share some of the
things in lingerie that I enjoy. To keep it to some reasonable scope
and size, I have imposed a parameter - everything I blog will have
some connection to pink. (And I am the soul judge as to when a color
is pink)
