OPENED the door in stockings and suspenders, only for him to shoulder past asking which cupboard the crisps are in? Use these excuses for why you’re in a lacy set:
‘It’s laundry day’
Casually mention that every other item of clothing you own is in the wash after a sauce accident, and a red leather corset accessorised with riding crop is what any practical adult wears while waiting for the cycle to finish. What were you supposed to do, answer the door in yesterday’s jeans?
‘I’m breaking these in’
Like Doc Martens, crotchless knickers need wearing around the house before they get comfortable. Otherwise you risk blisters. So you were just getting some wear on those, and the fishnets, while doing household tasks like taking the bins out and filing bank statements.
‘It’s for posture’
Insist the support of the basque has done wonders for your lower back. Frankly it’s more effective than yoga and unlike yoga, you can drink wine. The stilettos are for calf strength and the stockings are actually medical compression socks bought on prescription.
‘I’m doing a wardrobe audit’
Tell him you’re checking whether any of it still fits before deciding what to keep. His complete lack of curiosity has actually made the process much easier and this lime green G-string is going straight to British Heart Foundation. Maybe a needy pensioner could buy it, or someone with a functioning sex life.
‘It’s a social experiment’
You wanted to find out whether a heterosexual man could fail to notice a woman standing in front of him dressed like a burlesque performer. Your hypothesis has been spectacularly confirmed. You will now write this up in your Masters thesis, ‘Selective Blindness in Idiotic Boyfriends Offered Sex: A Practical Study’.
‘I lost a bet’
Refuse to elaborate. Let him spend the next six months wondering what kind of wager ends with Agent Provocateur and an open pot of chocolate body paint. Mumble something about ‘the girls from Accounts’ and ‘Janine really got the better of me that time’. This is also the best way to explain why you’ve shaved a heart into your fanny.