Pretty Polly Italia pantyhose

As I mentioned in a previous post, I always sleep in pantyhose.  Last night, I tried on a pair of Pretty Polly pantyhose.  The model was Italia, satin finish in 15 denier.

They have sheer toes and a V-cut bikini brief.  It is essentially a French cut brief, which is quite special, as it is quite difficult to find a French cut style that isn't control top.  The satin sheen isn't overly loud, but it does catch the light with a delightful glow.

And the way they felt--all I can say is WOW!  This was the first time I've ever worn this particular make and model, and they felt marvelous!  They are very soft, and the non-control bikini brief is quite luxurious.  This is actually one of the cheaper styles offered by Pretty Polly;  even so, they feel great.  They feel quite delicate, so it remains to be seen how well they hold up to multiple wearings.

I also have a few pairs of Pretty Polly Italia pantyhose in the 10 denier, gloss finish.  I'll probably alternate between those and the satin 15 throughout this week.

Washing my pantyhose

Huh?  A blog post about the laundry?  Sure, why not?

Washing our pantyhose is something we all have to do (well, at least those of us who wear pantyhose).  For me though, it isn't just a mundane task.  Like most people, I groan at the thought of household chores.  But washing the pantyhose is one chore I actually enjoy.

Before plunging them in the Woolite and water, I always give each pair of pantyhose a thorough inspection.  This is mostly to get the stray dog hairs out of the legs.  I have a dog, which thankfully doesn't shed.  However, the fact that we do share our house with the dog inevitably results in the inescapable fact that our floors and carpets always collect stray hairs.  Somehow, these dog hairs magically find a way to get into/onto my pantyhose.  How those hairs sometimes find their way halfway into the nylon baffles me.

Nevertheless, having a pooch necessitates canine hair removal before washing.  It bugs me when I'm rinsing a pair of pantyhose, only to find a single dog hair that has inexplicably woven itself many times into and out of a hose leg.  Thus, the thorough inspections.

The pre-wash inspections also enable me to find any microscopic snags I may have otherwise missed.  If I find a snagged pair, I put on the offending pantyhose and produce that trusty bottle of clear nail polish.

I usually wear pantyhose as I do the wash.  This obviously makes the task more enjoyable.  But doing the wash also takes me back to my childhood, a time when I had constantly been exposed to my mom's and siblings' drying pantyhose laundry.  Now, all these years later, I am the one producing the pantyhose laundry;  the damp, pantyhose jungle.