By Jennifer Witt
Madonna, you trendsetter, you. You’re always on the fashion forefront, acting as a visionary for the rest of us, the less-inspired masses of America. When was it – early 90s – ahhh yes, Google confirms that in 1990 on your “I’m Breathless” album, you claimed to “Just Wanna Hanky Panky.” And it only took 15 years for us to understand exactly what you meant. Well, now we get it and we salute you in 2005 Madonna, for making our lingerie choices a touch more sultry.
Hanky Panky has hit the jackpot. The sexy undergarment company has managed to create the ultimate set of thong panties, making the butts, hips and thighs of all-shaped/all-sized women everywhere look good – a nearly impossible feat. Analogically speaking, what Seven for All Mankind did for jeans, Hanky Panky has done for underwear.
Featuring a low-rise fit, the stretchiest lace possible and available in the same shades of a rainbow found in a Skittles pack, I have turned into an addict and keep finding reasons to purchase yet another pair (“I’ll quit tomorrow!”). At anywhere from $18-$22 a pop, this has turned into an expensive habit to endure, but I derive such Hanky Panky Happiness when I swagger down the street in a pair, showing no VPL (visible panty lines) and as comfy as if I were in Grannies.
Hanky Panky – I’d like to offer some Thanky!
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