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Today at work we were asked to try on some new and different lingerie, so that we’d be able to tell customers more about each product they might be interested in, or had questions about. It was a good exercise in product knowledge. Great, I thought.

I grabbed about eight items of varying degrees of sexiness. For fun. Why not? My colleague did the same.

I have to say, most of the pieces of absolutely gorgeous lingerie was meant for a much younger version of me. A much taller, lankier, bustier version of me. But I complied and ventured forth into the…unknown.

First there was a brick red one piece item of thick lace weave, as well as an accompanying bra-let of the same version. They were not quite for me. Scratchy and awkward, meant for a meatier bust than mine. Oh well.

Next was a delicate onesie, soft pink ruffles with a chiffon rose at the hip. It was cute. It fit nicely. It was completely see-through. I guess if I had a significant other, ‘see through’ wouldn’t matter so much, but I just couldn’t visualize myself romping around my apartment in such a ‘sweet’ piece.

I tried on some very (very) expensive bras that didn’t fit well and that I wouldn’t pay even a quarter of the asking price for. I tried on boy shorts (I like), and silk (can do), and bras that can be worn everyday but have a bit of sass (yesss). All in all, it was a worthwhile assignment in retail comparisons. You don’t always get what you pay for, but a lot of the time you do. 

The ridiculously expensive brand was simply uncomfortable but perhaps it was meant to be worn only for, you know, show? Dunno. The regular expensive brand was all quality and comfort. And sometimes the super cheap was really, good enough. At least for me. I mean, my dog is very forgiving, and I feel comfortable romping around my apartment in cotton briefs and a baggy tee. Or nothing at all. Depending on what music is playing.

To be continued…

Here’s me. I’m a mature woman. (uh huh) I have a great life, well balanced between work and play. I love to play. My work has been entrepreneurial most of my adult life, working my own gigs and learning to manage my own time. It’s worked quite well for me in many ways.

Now I have a job. Retail. Have I already mentioned this? It’s really fun because I get to dress up and get out to be with people. I was becoming somewhat of a hermit – me and my computer. But this new job really screws with my bio-rhythms. Some days I work 8 to 5, other days I work 1 to 10. I don’t mind the variety but like I say, it really messes with my internal clock. That said, I don’t really follow the schedule I’ve been used to for so many years. Now I follow a time schedule that is all over the board, which brings me to my point. I keep forgetting to write my Monday and Tuesday blogs!

These past weeks at work have been good ones. I’m getting my floor legs, my sales legs. I’ve been selling a lot of lingerie. Men buying PJ’s and fuzzy flannel bathrobes for their wives, and women buying sexy lace bra and pantie sets for themselves. Funny huh? But it’s true.

Seems to me it used to be the other way around, right? Men wanted to buy sexy lingerie for their wives to spice things up in the bedroom. Women, generally speaking, were too shy to buy skimpy stuff for themselves, feeling insecure or maybe ashamed. It was the old-school way of thinking.

It is so refreshing for me to watch confident woman – young and old – sourcing out their boudoir wear and feeling fine about it. Young women seem at ease with their bodies no matter what size, and are very comfortable with showing skin and flaunting their stuff. And many older women seem to have reached an age and stage where they simply don’t care what anyone else thinks. Time is not going to wait for them so they are seizing the moment and enjoying letting themselves go a little (or a lot).

All in all, I love the interactions I have with the customers, and I really enjoy the range of personalities, ideas and thought processes of my fellow females.

I can’t wait to see what’s new and exciting on the racks tomorrow. Maybe something black and lacy — for my stocking.  socks


As some of you know, I now have a job working sales in the lingerie department of a very prestigious store. It’s fun. For me it’s been a much needed balance to my writing career, where I sit for long periods of time. Now I stand for 8 hours. Killer on the feet, but I love working with people again.

I could end up working the 8 to 6 shift or the 1 to 10 pm shift. It’s ever changing, and so am I.

As a writer, I pay attention to the shoppers.

There are definite trends in what women (and men) like, depending on nationality and culture, age and demographic. But there are always surprises, which is good, and keeps me on my toes.

I suppose with the holidays upon us, the current trend seems to be the ‘cutsie’ animal onesies. That’s right. Halloween for the holiday season.

There are bears and cats and even a moose onesie suit. They are cute. They are fluffy and soft. They are not one bit sexy, but hey, there’s something for everyone. And, there are some animal sleep (or frolic) sets that come with a furry rabbit-face top, and furry short-shorts. That’s leaning toward sexy, right? 

I actually have always loved the onesie with the drop back bottom. Perhaps it’s a throwback to the old days of long underwear, or to childhood memories when every toddler wore a onesie. Would I wear one now?

Then we move on to the panties. Most (not all) women over the age of 40 do not like thongs and most in their 30’s do. Then there are always the in-betweens to throw me – the hip looking 20 somethings who want a full pantie. There you go.

Women in their late 20’s to 30’s go for sexy bodices to wear with shorts or jeans. I say, do it while you still can. They look great on them. The silk negligees are almost always picked up by the 40 plus crowd and men shopping for their woman. They are expensive and stunningly beautiful – to be appreciated. 

I am already crafting stories within stories from my hours on the lingerie floor, completely incognito of course, but nonetheless, there is a plethora of information and knowledge to be gleaned from working with customers in a more intimate setting.

More to come… MLcorset

Smart Is Sexy

Posted on: August 31st, 2016 by Madison Lake No Comments
  • Sorry folks. I completely missed Titillating Tuesday so here it is on Wednesday. Must still be summer vacation around here! Haha.


Smart is Sexy seems to be the new catch phrase these days, but I like it. And it’s true.

Smart people are a turn-on. They captivate me, make me want to listen, to learn. They make me want more. That’s sexy.

file000737843532Sexy can be so misunderstood or misconstrued. It isn’t about big breasts or a hot body, big lips, no wrinkles, taut, firm, sleek and shiny. Sure, that’s a form of sexy but it’s definitely one dimensional. If that’s your sexy, you are missing far too much.

Sexy (for me) is someone who reads, who works hard because they love to, who wants to talk about science and arts and life and war and peace. They like to keep learning and growing because they know that we are never ‘there’, that there’s always more to discover. They’re openminded and willing to compromise. They’re emotionally strong and vulnerable in equal amounts and aren’t afraid to cry or show feelings. They are passionate in life and love.  file0002129595064

I think I just wrote my online dating profile (if I had one). But seriously…

I’m surrounded by sexy people because I’m attracted to sexy. Sexy is not necessarily about sex. It is not about lust or even romance. There’s a certain magnetism that pulls like minded people together. We know that by now. Let yourself go beyond the physical meaning of sexy and notice who around you is sexy in all the ways you may have never noticed. View them from the inside out. Redefine sexy in your life.

1381061153hnlixSexy people shine light. Smart, empowered people are sexy.

You are sexy. Own it.  


More From The Invisible Woman

Posted on: August 23rd, 2016 by Madison Lake No Comments

Let’s talk about sexy.

I’m beginning to understand how and why women in middle age start to let themselves go. We’re invisible, so why bother? We’re also comfortable in our skin. 

I have a dog. I take my dog for walks every morning and late afternoon. Long walks. I usually throw on a pair of sweats and a tee or my workout clothes — sexy in their own way, right? Sometimes I stay in the same clothes for the day because a) I’m working at home and want to be comfortable, b) I’ll be dressed and ready for the afternoon walk, c) nobody sees me anyway (ha!). I0000cv8mIkYkVAQ

I know it sounds like I’m feeling sorry for myself but I’m trying to prove a point. We should all dress for comfort but we should also dress like we care — about ourselves.

Some women let themselves go because they’ve been in a relationship for many years. It’s easy. They’re relaxed. They can be who they want, as they should be. Middle age and upward includes a changing body; less tone and more volume. It sucks. Body image is a constant struggle. However, that shouldn’t keep you from putting an effort into keeping the love and sex in your relationship alive, and that includes not looking like a schlump. When you look like a schlump, you often feel like a schlump. 

Men are guilty of this too. Being comfy is great. It’s the only way to feel. Not caring how you look is the difference.

When you’re single, the ante is upped. You have no one to be sexy for, no one to think you look great and no one to keep the love alive with. But guess what? You do. If you love yourself, which you need to do without question, you do have someone to look and feel good for. YOU. And this goes for all women and men, single or in a relationship. 

Whether walking a dog, going to the grocery store, visiting a longtime friend, whatever, don’t neglect your person. Care about your feelings and appearance. There is no correct style, no right or wrong way to dress. You can have piercings or tattoos. You can have long hair or short, be thin or thick, just keep your game on, even if you feel invisible.

imagesLooks are certainly not everything. Not even close.

Smart Is Sexy!

Stay tuned for next week’s blog on Titillating Tuesday.