Grandma Underwear or Thongs

There's a scene in the movie Bridget Jones's Diary where Bridget prepares for a hot date and chooses to wear enormous, tummy-control panties instead of a thong that would make her look like sumo wrestler.

Cut to the other day:  I was visiting my cousin's granddaughter in the hospital.  For reasons I don't completely understand, on the television was VH1's Rock of Love, featuring Brett Michaels, formerly of the band Poison.   The goal of the show, as I see it, is to be pretty enough to be worthy of a "relationship" with Brett.

One contestant says of another, something along the lines of, "He'll never want her, she likes grandma underwear!"

Oh the humanity!

A brief debate ensues in the hospital room. Just what's so wrong with grandma underwear? Even my cousin's daughter, a young woman in her 20s, takes the stand that comfort is more important than "pulling a thong out of your butt crack".

Besides ladies, if a man wants you for your underwear, give him the underwear, and keep yourself.