All the Rage - Novelty Print Boxer Short fashion for women

THE REASON FOR BOXER SHORTS!!!!!(view above)


This is very exciting here in the middle of what had seemed like such a quiet part of the larger human community.

Public undress, and underdress, has become quite a social phenomenon in Europe, where the self-appointed guardians of social mores have begun to fret about it in the opinion pages of worthy newspapers.

A British school principal made national headlines by taking a stand against one aspect of the trend – he made it his mission to convince mothers that wearing their pyjamas while dropping the kiddies off at school would bring what was left of the Empire to its flannelette-clad knees.

This public pajama-wearing rage apparently isn't confined to the ranks of parents milling outside the playgrounds of Britain.

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In some of the trashier parts of the US (and presumably that'd be anywhere that's not Fifth Avenue, New York), people seem to wear their jimjams to the supermarket as a matter of course.

Rumors of this fashion movement had seemed faintly fictional until early one weekday morning in the northern Brisbane suburb of Chermside, I spotted a 20-something woman in a dressing gown boarding a council bus. Just about ran up the back of the ute in front of me, I did. So excited – an international trend right there on Gympie Road!

So now I'm hooked on spotting pyjama-wearers. And while the girl in the blue dressing gown catching the citybound express from the corner of Hamilton Road has so far been the most spectacularly blatant example, I'm proud to report I'm learning to recognise the signs.

Blokes getting around in their night attire are much, much harder to spot than women. Probably something to do with relative levels of general grooming.

The most obvious giveaway that a woman has rolled out of bed and just added shoes before venturing out in public is the lack of a bra.

A saggy carriage can be disguised by a suitably baggy tracksuit top or a pair of crossed arms but it's still visible to a trained eye.

And there's a stunning number of women out and about in central Brisbane quite obviously wearing men's boxer shorts under hastily-donned men's jeans.

Watch for the belts – a pair of pants secured at the 15th notch is unlikely to be worn by its rightful owner.

Hair up and back in a doubled-over ponytail accompanied by a pair of sunglasses would tend to indicate a pre-shower egress.

Thongs paired with tracksuit bottoms is a dead-set cert that the wearer hasn't so much as cleaned her teeth before opening her front door.

Once in a while a couple of teenagers who think they're being funny show up at the local all-night supermarket in actual pyjamas, and I've spotted a couple of late-night patrons wearing the top halves of rather sweet PJ sets into the same store.

So why? How come we're suddenly wandering around in our bedclothes? Do we not care enough to get dressed? Do we simply love our jimjams? Do we not have time to get changed before running errands first thing in the morning and last thing at night?

Should we lament such a thing as evidence of declining social standards? Should we laugh at that woman in the blue dressing gown on Gympie Road or laugh with her? Is there an acceptable limit here? Are long-sleeved flannies okay but shorties a no-no?

And how come, when I do find the courage to go to the supermarket wearing my old footy jersey, thongs and no bra or makeup, the very first person I am going to run into will be either an ex-boyfriend or my worst enemy . . . or both?

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Not too many years ago, only men wore boxer shorts; but times have changed. Today, the intrepid boxer short is no longer exclusively male, having succumbed to the resurgent tide of female fashion.

As tee shirts, blue jeans, and manly sweat socks have gone before, so has the venerable boxer short found its way to the distaff side of the clothes closet; and I am the one you can blame for it. Six years ago, shortly after we married, I introduced my wife to boxer shorts, number one choice in sleep wear among rugged men of action. Now, it seems, all the women are wearing them.

In times of old, no self-respecting woman would wear boxer shorts. After all, boxer shorts had been designed with a man in mind. The large flap in front allowed easy access; thus could the male urinate on a tree while standing erect some distance away, a quick and efficient form of relief anatomically impossible for women and, therefore, unfathomable to them. A baggy fit also enhanced the acoustics for a wide range of disgusting noises men were wont to attempt.

As every virtuoso knows, only the male of the species can reach the chords required of "heralding trumpets." This is not an accident of evolution; rather, it is the result of generations of father-to-son talks and strict muscle control. A standard diet of beer and Nacho cheese chips aids in the endeavor, but chemical reactions often fall short of optimal. If the moment calls for music, and natural gas is not at hand, the resourceful man cups a palm of one hand under an armpit and flaps like a chicken. This emits a most resonant pitch, much admired by other males in the vicinity. Alas, in a moment of passion, yours truly revealed both of these age-old male secrets to his wife.

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I got my first glimpse of a real pair of boxer shorts one warm evening in the summer of 1959. For two months, my Uncle Joe and I shared sleeping quarters in a small, homemade camping-trailer parked in the back yard of my parent's house in the rural countryside. As we prepared for bed the first night, Joe, a forty-five-year-old man of the world, dropped his trousers and prepared to crawl in the sack. A full moon shone through an open flap in the door and cast a cool beam on his stout form, resplendent in plain white boxer shorts, the picture of virility. Staring down at Roy Rogers and Trigger galloping across my shrunken flannel pajamas, I suddenly felt the need for a new fashion statement.

In the pre dawn mist, Joe's bunk lay empty, as he had been summoned by the call of Nature. Somewhere off in the darkness water splattered on bark. Seconds later came the low, unmistakable growl of a male biped marking his territory. All stood right in the world.

As soon as I left home, in my first semester of college and with the proceeds of my first pay check from my first part time job, I bought my first pair of boxer shorts. They were red tartan, with the customary flap in front. Later, in the army, I would receive three pairs of plain white ones like Uncle Joe had worn. Since then, boxer shorts have been staple items in my wardrobe.

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I don't know why I sold out. It all happened so fast. One day, my wife asked if she could try on a pair of my boxer shorts, and I thought it harmless enough; but a woman fills out a pair of boxer shorts like no man ever did.

Put a man in a pair of boxer shorts, and all you get is a lot of hairy thigh poking out of some very functional sleep wear. With a woman, well, a woman doesn't just pull on a pair of boxer shorts; she slips into them. On a man, boxer shorts hang; on a woman, they cling. Where a man is all hirsute muscle, a woman bares smooth, supple curves.

My wife liked the feel of the pure cotton. She liked the way it caressed her skin. Most of all, she enjoyed the loose fit and comfort. One look at my wife lying on the bed in those boxer shorts, and I started babbling, spilling my guts like a school kid, handing away my birthright.

After that, when shopping for clothes, my wife made me go in the men's department and buy boxer shorts for her. Then Victoria's Secret began carrying them. Now, they have their own line, with lace trim and pastel colors. Leave it to a bunch of women to ruin the simplicity of a perfectly good product.

Now, my wife's collection of boxer shorts rivals my own; and, sometimes, the two get mixed in the wash. Once, I reached in the drawer and yanked out a nice green plaid design and tried to pull them on. They rose no higher than my knees. When that happens, a smart man knows he is beaten.

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These days, my wife has taken over the sofa in our living room. There, she lounges in her boxer shorts for hours on end, drinking beer, munching Nacho cheese chips, and flipping through the sports channels on TV. Every once in a while, a loud noise rips through the house.

Have you noticed how many men have taken up crocheting in recent years? That's because the sewing room is the only quiet place left in the home. It's our last refuge.

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Boxer briefs

Now here's a popular type of men's underwear -- especially with women, who tend to find them sexy. As the name implies, boxer briefs are the middle ground between boxer and brief. The underwear is cut like tapered boxers, but it fits tightly like briefs.

Boxer briefs have the big advantage of providing support and coverage in a way that also sculpts the lower trunk. The underwear works under all types of clothes, but is especially valuable under tighter pants and during athletic activities.

Dark-colored boxer briefs look especially good if you have a little extra weight to hide; the dark hues supplement the shorts' slimming abilities.

Good boxer briefs can be found in spandex or cotton. If you're willing to pay a little more, however, go for those made from a Tencel and spandex blend; they will fit better and last longer.

Bikinis

All right. Now we're getting into the more risky types of men's underwear.

Bikini briefs sit well below the belly button; approximately four inches below to be exact. The sides of the waistband measure only about two inches. Bikini briefs do not sport a fly.

With string bikinis, the waistband is about a ½-inch thick, leaving the entire thigh exposed. The bikini's seat still covers the butt entirely, however.

Bikinis work best with low-rise jeans and tighter trousers, and on men with well-muscled bodies (you don't see many bodybuilders posing in boxers, do you?). Go with bold colors to make the underwear stand out.

Ironically, such a little garment can cost a bit more than briefs and boxers, as it's usually made from spandex or nylon.

Thongs

It's hard to believe, but thongs do exist for men -- and they're even smaller than bikini underwear. With a thong, the genitals sit in a small pouch, while a string serves as the waistband, and another goes up between the butt cheeks.

Let's be honest: Thongs are extraordinarily uncommon among American men. Not only that, but you need an incredible body to pull them off. Proceed with caution; many women are turned off by this type of underwear.

That said, if you're going thong shopping, look for nylon and spandex blends, and stick with solid, bright colors.
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Designer Underwear

Underwear became a more important fashion accessory for both men and women. Women's looks tended to be in a wide array of pastel colors, with lacy trimmings. Camisoles with built in bras became popular for women, especially visible in the neckline of jackets worn for work. Men became more fashion conscious as well. Underwear was also colorful for men, and boxer shorts were "tapered," or styled after the side-vent running shorts, with a trimmer cut.

Both sexes were wearing stylish undergarments such as those modeled by celebrities and on television. Women began to favor polyester satin fabrics for lingerie, and the Jockey company, long known for its men's line, began manufacturing lace-trimmed, French-cut styles aimed at more conservative women. The teddy, or all-in-one camisole and tap pants, was often worn on television, by stars such as Cybil Sheppard in Moonlighting, and was very popular as a more modest garment that nearly eliminated the need for a slip. Bright jewel tones to match the silk charmeuse and satin blouses shown on Dallas and Dynasty were the rage. With baseball star Jim Palmer the new Jockey pitchman, focus on skimpy bikinis and bold prints worn by the athlete in print ads became popular. Fashion underwear was influenced byMichael J. Fox's lilac Calvin Klein briefs in "Back to the Future," and Oakland Raiders star Howie Long in colorful Hanes bikini and colored brief ads. Also seen were the first Holiday and Novelty Boxers, Colored, patterned, and figured men's bikinis or low-rise briefs, for the trim pant silhouettes, were available and widely popular with men of all ages.