Apparently according to my trusty GMTV fashion guru that's the percentage of men who know their partners vital sizes.
I feel sorry for guys who feel pressured to trawl around the underwear departments looking for the ultimate drop dead gorgeous panty- bra set to woo and knock their partners out of their pop socks at christmas time.... trying to guess sizes... then get moaned at by their partners for getting the wrong size and seeing it as suggestive tartyness or too large- "Do you think i'm that fat!!!"
Unless it's the trip of the year the boys crave- to be lost amongst lacy wears, i'm recalling images of a Father Ted episode - where the priests got lost in m&s.
have fun hanging out with your stockings...
Thursday, December 15, 2005
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That's funny. And I don't even know the important sizes for spouse. Of course, that's because a long time ago he told me to NEVER buy him clothes.
So I don't.
I loved that episode of father ted! Mr Anon hasn't ever bought me undies, I think he would end up getting as flustered as Ted and Dougal. Best left to my mum, who buys me m&s belly warmers so I can tuck my thermal vest in :-)
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