The Adnostic

My mother and I went shopping at Victoria's Secret during the After Christmas Sales Marathon and we were reaching a disconnect. I was pulling out sexy lacey bras to try on while she was going for the plain, unornamented t-shirt bras.

Me: Ooooh! Isn't this one cute, Mom?
Mom: No.
Me: You're being negative. Don't be negative.
Mom: What about this one? Do you like this one?
Me: Um, yeah. I guess.

We eventually make our way over to Macy's, where I pull out some Calvin Kline plain cup bras with lace around the bodice.

Me: This is nice Mom. Maybe they have it in your size.
Mom: For me or for you?
Me: For you.
Mom: I'm not going to wear anything like that.
Me: You know, it wouldn't kill you to have some sexy underwear.

Yes. I told my mother that she needs sexier underwear. I don't know what the cosmic repercussions are for that, but I'm sure they exist and they are headed straight for me.

Poor Daddy.