[Image via Daddy Likey]Yanno, Pam, I know that I'm probably supposed to hate on you here for being a "dumb whore", or being a detriment to the image of women everywhere, or some other New-York-liberal-educated-woman idea. But I just can't, because I am right there with you.
Who among us has not thrown on some underwear, gotten the favorite t-shirt out, + then suddenly run out of inspiration? There we are, in our underwear and dripping shower-hair, and we are not you, Pam. We cannot call it a day and go on to work, because we do not have bodyguards to protect us from that creepy man who lives in the lobby of our building.
Here's to you, Pam. With your bold work, hopefully one day I, and all women, will be able to show our cute underwear to more than just the next person who uses the dryer after us, will be able to survive the hottest of August days, and will no longer be puzzled by our unsatisfactory wardrobe options.
I, and my shorts, salute you.