A surprise on my doorstep

This is just shaping up to be a great week for me. This font looks different than usual...gah! Now I'm all distracted. did I change the font? did the font change me?

Okay, I have to worry about that later and get to my good news. I had completely forgotten that I had gotten a present for myself while ordering Christmas presents online, until today when I got home and there was a Victoria's Secret package in front of my door. Weeeeeeeee!!! And one of the bras I ordered is the color "hot orange" and it is FABULOUS! I think they should rename it "AWESOME orange". I wish that I could show people my new bra with this wonderful shade of orange! It's fantabulous. And then I got a matching bra and underwear set (a rarity for me) in some berry color. My bra and underwear seldom match. It's usually a mishmash of floral prints, stripes, solids, polka dots, farm animals, gingham, and plaid all in varying colors. As I was admiring this new matching set it reminded me of a conversation I had once with a guy friend of mine in a smoky bar. Somehow we were talking about underwear, okay, it was probably me who brought it up by flashing a new bra or something but the point is the conversation. He said that if he was hooking up with a chick and she had mis-matched bra and underwear he might not be into making out and/or sealing the deal. And I was like WTF?! He said that it was just too much of a turn-off. I was shocked and appalled. Now, I know that I'm supposed to be working on not judging people so that I don't ruin friendships and make people yell at me but I thought that was one of the most preposterous things that I have ever heard. A guy should be thanking his lucky stars if he even SEES you in your bra and underwear. And then he's going to complain that they don't match?! Oh, no you didn't! (that last sentence should be read in the Wixom Vixen's "white girl ebonic speak")