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September 19, 2002
Stockings
Did you know that my local store has over 50 types of ladies stockings?
50 at least.
50 different varieties of how you can wrap your legs in damn near invisible coverings.
Talls. Shorts. Longs. Extra Talls. Extra Longs. Knee High. Ankle. Opaque. Satin. Control. Shapely. Silk. Invisible. 15 Denier. 30 Denier. Elastane. Reinforced Toes.
And thats not even considering the colour.
The colour then comes in a mammoth variety of Blacks, Browns, Greys, Nudes and Tans. If I wanted to go nude, I wouldn't be buying stockings, surely....
Standing there, leaning against my wonky shopping trolly I pondered over the seemingly endless variety of women's stockings. It became somewhat of a personal crusade, to define myself according to what I wanted to wear on my legs.
Was I a Tall? Or a Long? Did I even know the difference?
I stood there, clogging up the aisle for more than 15 minutes picking each packet up, looking for a tiny sign that would tell me what I was looking for. Other, more experienced, stocking shoppers had to reach past me to retrieve their intended purchase.
When one lady reached accross and stole the last packet of "Medium - Khole - Satin Sheen - Control Breifs" I wanted to shout at her.
How dare she take away an option when I didn't even understand what she had taken away. In one swift movement she had snatched something that could have been exactly what I was looking for. I hadn't got up to that packet, to see if it had my name written on it.
I felt like diving after her, rugby tackling the bint and stealing her pantyhose. What did she know that I didn't?
But. I didn't tackle her...
Wistfully, I watched the last pair of "Medium - Khole - Satin Sheen - Control Breifs" leave the store. We could have had something special.
Alas.
But life had to go on. I needed to find a pair of suitable stockings to make myself look Pro-Fessional at the next presentation I made. I needed something shmick. Something classy that proudly said "This broad knows her stuff, Yo."
Thankfully, I managed to find a pair of pantyhose that had enough attitude for me to be happy with.
There weren't no brazen "Satin Feel" hussy.
No no. These were "Silken Feel".
*impressed*
So there.
I really hope that my darling stockings, "Soft Tan - Large - Silken Feel - Comfort Briefs" do the very trick.
Posted by Jacqui at September 19, 2002 03:14 AM