Last night had a few hours to dress and I went to watch TV with my wife and she told me that my slip was showing and when I was going to give up with it, that the slip is a grandmother and 1970s thing. I told her I couldn't remember what I tried on first, the pantyhose or the slip, and remembering when I did see a little lace from the bottom of the hem of a skirt how it drove me crazy and still today how the feeling of slip still drives me crazy. I also told her how a lot of fashion that I used to love has vanished, I told her I remember she would wear pantyhose everyday, and even under pants and the look of feet with black pantyhose, she now doesn't even own a pair of pantyhose, when ever she needs a pair she borrows mine. She said in my little fantasy world Maria is living in the seventies. She could be right