The Day I Bought My Own Underwear

Trying to explain to someone who isn’t Mormon how difficult and also liberating it is to go to the store and buy your own underwear for the first time in nearly thirty years is, well, weird. I’ve worn Mormon temple garments as my main underwear (yes, I wear regular bras in addition, but rarely panties) since I got married in the temple in December of 1990, when I was twenty years old. I am now forty-eight. I’ve worn garments every day in between, including the days I gave birth, was in the hospital for a kidney stone surgery, through hundreds of periods, hot weather, cold weather. And now I’m not wearing them anymore…