Today I was a woman with a VPL.
I always thought women who went out in public with a VPL – visible panty line – must be brain dead on some level – how can you not be aware that the world can see the line where your panties press up against your trousers? Do you really want anyone to see how the fat of your butt is pinched and bulged against the elastic of your underwear? Clearly the answer is: NO!
However today – that woman was me. In my drawer there was one clean pair of boy short panties and in the wardrobe: one clean pair of pants. And the combination made: a VPL.
Today I was that brain-dead lady people. I was her. And I expect some woman out there judged me accordingly and is writing all about it on her blog right now…




