Well, I think it's safe to say that 2014 has been my best year of blogging yet! Are we all in agreement? Funny business aside, I have to crack these jokes because the last six months have been an utter clusterfuck of horrible and if I stop laughing, I might start crying. When I set out to create Miss Underpinnings, I was determined that it would be my positive, warm little corner of the Internet. I can be a pessimistic, paranoid and anxious person in real life so I promised myself I'd weed that out of the blog. Besides, who'd want to read about my problems on a website devoted to fabulous lingerie?! Thus, when shit hit the metaphorical fan this year, I froze. I didn't want to break my self-imposed rule yet I felt as if writing an upbeat sentence would be as difficult as climbing Mount Everest. I relied on my years of gendered conditioning: when you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Since that didn't work, I've decided to tell the truth -- even if it isn't pretty.