So next week I’m off to a bestie’s wedding in Germany. She works for Lufthansa and has promised to seat me next to a selection of her hottest German pilot buddies (so, if by some twist of fate, we tie the knot ourselves, I can score an STD from every corner of the world! Pilots are notorious cheats.)

I then move down to the south of France for my little sister’s THIRD wedding to the same guy. He’s a fair amount older than her so his super hot son is just a leetle but younger than I am. Currently, I’m unresolved as to whether it would be suuuuper inappropriate to make out with him under the cake table. It probably would be though, hey? Which is a pity ‘cos he looks like the French version of James Franco. Fok.

Anyway, regardless of how my holiday turns out, I’m going to need zexy stretchy undies; possibly to rake in a holiday romance or – and this is the most likely scenario – to accommodate the massive ass I’ll end up with from eating mountains and mountains of cheese. You have no ideaaa how good (and cheap!) the cheese is in Europe. It’s totally worth the hours and hours of treadmill time.
But ja, let’s get back to undies, particularly these new grey and stripy sloggi numbers.

You’re looking at sloggi’s Light bra and hipster 2-pack in stripe/mist. That’s two bras for R229,95 and two hipster briefs for R119,95! You’ll find them on the shelves as I type at all Truworths, Edgars and Stuttafords stores.
To get an idea of how they ‘sit’ check ’em out on this mooi model meisie:

As grey is a sort of anagram for Germany it’s pretty obvious the universe wants me to wear those there. And nothing says ‘nautical fun’ like strepe so the blue set’s totally coming with me on the yacht in St. Tropez.
Like I’ve said before in a previous post, Sloggi’s are beyond comfy, so I’ll definitely be wearing their undies on the plane; they’re the kind that could get wedged up your ass for 11 hours and you totally wouldn’t know it. Also, nobody’s going to see my panty line when I’m squeezed into a teensy little cocktail rokkie and dripping in ‘diamonds’ from Sass Diva. (In St. Tropez, everybody just assumes they’re Van Cleef & Arpels, darling.)
Anyway, if you entered my Sloggi comp last time, didn’t win and are feeling bitter and twisted about it, don’t get your non-Sloggi panties in a knot (Ha ha. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.) Here’s your chance to try again.
Win! Win! Win!
Drop me a mail on glossycomps@gmail.com with the subject ‘sloggi comp’. It’s that easy. The competition closes at midday next week Wednesday. If you’re the winner, I’ll get in touch to get your deets, forward them to the sloggi peeps and they set you up with R1000 worth of sloggi underwear which works out to be approximately 4 bras, 4 hipster briefs and 6 g-strings.
Here’s wishing you the best of luck,
Leigh
UPDATE: A big congrats to Imrah Ariefdien on winning the competition. I hope you enjoy your prize x
he’s not related by blood, so if he looks like the french James Franco, I think its totally ok.
If its a no go, I’ll re-attempt to molest his equally hot bestie who just so happens to be director David Lynch’s god child. (Hollywood hills are a calling darlings!) I’m not too optimistic about that, however, as one of the last things I said to him was ‘Oh no, I’m far too old for you. My vagina’s the size of the bat cave’. So ja. Tricky.
HAHA. I almost cried laughing at that comment. Maybe he’ll forget that comment after a few drinks?
Nope, it’s pretty entrenched in his mind, I’m sure. I then jumped out the taxi and proceeded to do a drunktastical version of the river dance on the steps of the hotel as I waved him off. In fact, ja, I can pretty much write that one off.
Oh no. any third options?
Sure. The benefit of a super French hot step nephew is all his super hot French friends.
such wisdom.
looking forward to the blogpost when you return!
Don’t worry about being seated next to a pilot – ask the Chica to make sure you sit in 1st class! Xxx
Its looks good and i like it i would like to have one thank you
Thanks Leigh! Looking forward to receiving it, Thanks again!