Two hours ago, I asked myself, "Shouldn't I be using Google Incognito?" I had been doing research for this article, and though I'm on my own computer, in my own home, I could imagine some future situation in which a search history of "sexy men's jockstraps japan" might land me in awkward waters.
Anyone who has ever watched patrons of a strip club or seen Magic Mike (or completely overwhelmed their sensory receptors by seeing Magic Mike at a strip club) knows that sex — and the desire to have it — makes people do stupid things. Just how stupid, though, depends on a person's gender and their proximity to things…
A pastor in Kenya told women they cannot wear underwear in church anymore, because it prohibits them from feeling close to God.
New trade regulations in Belarus, Russia, and Kazakstan threaten to subject women there to the cruel and dehumanizing indignity of ugly underwear. And no one is taking it lying down.
At long last, here is the perfect purchase for the couple that aspires to live like Their Royal Highnesses Beyonce and Jay-Z: matching underwear. You know, for your two-person "Drunk in Love" naked dance parties.
The bra market for cross-dressing men (as opposed to men who want to achieve the Kellan Lutz effect with some not-at-all-obvious, custom-fitted chest cushions) is growing, thanks in part to the efforts of a Japanese online retailer.
OK stop screaming and freaking out at the computer screen right now. I know everyone is super excited about the idea of getting their hands on underwear inspired by the greatest mass assembly of printed words ever, but let's keep cool heads here for a moment.
That synthetic g-string you're rocking all up in your business needs to be trashed and/or burned, because pantalettes are back with a vengeance. Well, according to one woman, but that's a TREND! The Victorian woman's underwear of choice (or maybe just their underwear, period) is apparently very comfortable, very…
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Enormous feathered wings, spiky headdresses, skintight black and white checkered adult jumpsuits, elaborate leather underwear — you'd think that with the way Victoria's Secret throws around the word "sexy," its marquee public event wouldn't present people wearing outfits that make it nearly impossible for the wearer to…
I'm not sure if these shows have a theme, but if they do, this one was definitely "Escaped Insane Asylum Hell Clown" meets "Kinda Boring Halloween Party". (If I guessed right: Bravo, Victoria's Secret!)
I thought everyone stopped wearing thongs when super low rise boot cut whisker wash jeans went out of style, circa I'm A Slave 4 U Britney Spears. I guess I was wrong! I'm totally out of touch with the youth cultures! Speaking of cultures I don't wish to touch: bacteria.
This Sunday marks the end of Breaking Bad, the series that's captivated the hearts of both television critics and lowly pleb viewers like us. Since the series' premiere in 2008, Breaking Bad's antihero Walter White has gone from meek-yet-brilliant chemistry teacher with a grim cancer prognosis to meek-yet-brilliant…
In the past month, I feel like I've read approximately 9,847,601 articles about bra size and bra fitting and bra washing and bra conspiracies and bra science and bra crime and why everybody on earth is doing bras better than me. This is the thing right now. Huh, they snort. Did you know that 250% of women are wearing…
Indiscreet Facebook posting usually leads to trouble, especially if, let’s say, you’re part of a fairly conservative institution that doesn’t value individual expression quite as much as unstinting obedience and homogeneity. If you were serving in the Israeli military, for instance, you might not want to post underwear …
Remember earlier this week when we said that shirtless hunks in ads are the new hot chicks in ads? Apparently there's one advertising arena in which that's not the case: the arena of men's underwear.
Does your underwear just lie there, passive, doing almost nothing for you? Maybe you need a Bracli pearl thong. Unlike your vanilla cotton panties, this thing has a job, and that job is to rub you the right way.
I wore the wrong bra size for years. I knew it, too, but I was always too lazy/poor/ashamed of my body to do anything about it. One day I was feeling emotionally tough and financially wealthy, I marched into Nordstrom, located the oldest employee in the lingerie section — figuring she knew best because she had the most …
C'mon, ladies — let's have a little woman-to-woman chat about the scent of men's underpants. Have you noticed how at best they smell like cotton and detergent? Not like White Diamonds or your grandma's tomato bisque or wet pavement after the first rain in summer, but like stupid soap and stupid fabric and I bet you're…
The year is 1983. You've got the scene all set: A roaring fire, some Riunite on ice, Remington Steele playing softly on the Magnavox. A swift check of your Swatch confirms that your beloved will arrive at any moment. Time to change into something a little more comfortable. What'll it be?
