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I Gave 5 People £50 to Buy Me Underwear and One of Them Bought Me Full-Body Spanx
My Mum bought me a virginal nightie, my boyfriend bought see-through nonsense, and my gay best friend chose FIRM CONTROL
Look, if you’ve ever received underwear as a gift, you know! You know the particular facial expression you have to manufacture when your mum hands you a package containing what can only be described as “architectural support wear” that looks like it was designed by a structural engineer with a grudge against fun and women. You know the slow blink you do when your boyfriend presents you with something featuring so much lace it’s basically a doily with delusions of grandeur, gorgeous for the fifteen minutes he’s looking at it, absolutely sadistic for the remaining 1 hours and 45 minutes you’d theoretically be wearing it.
We’ve all been there. We’ve all smiled. We’ve all lied.
So I decided to conduct a little social experiment, because apparently I enjoy chaos and also I needed new underwear.
The Rules Were Simple:
- 5 people
- £50 each
- One instruction: Buy me underwear
- No guidance on size, style, colour, or whether I need…