A Correction

Wear It Pink Day was not, as I previously stated, 28th September, but in fact the 28th October.

So you all have the oppurtunity to wear pink and donate money to fight breast cancer.

Pretty things, and the logic in hiding them.

Interestingly yesterday was Wear It Pink Day.
From what I can establish this means we should have all worn pink, and donate money, to show our hatred for breast cancer.
Well, I half took part, unknown to me.

Obviously I didn't donate money, as I was unaware that the day existed, but I did wear something pink. Or at least partially pink.

I had some brash multi-coloured underwear on. No, not a frilly G-String as I know some of you assumed. Just some boxers.

But it got me wondering: why did I need multi-coloured underwear?

I mean, moving past the frivolous singular reason why someone might see your underwear, having pink/yellow/white/blue boxers in a stripey pattern doesn't do a whole lot of good for anyone.

It's the same thing as these girls shoes I sometimes see with a pretty, flowery pattern on the in-fucking-side. Why? To reward your feet for carrying you around all day?

I mean I can see the fun in wearing obscure/humorous/attractive socks, because at least when you take your shoes off people can see them. But the inside of shoes?
Surely someone has to be taking a very serious interest in your shoes to see it.