I don't get it

I love underwear. When I'm feeling sad, there's nothing like heading to Victoria's Secret to check out the latest lacy stuff (unless we're talking bras, in which case, going to Victoria's Secret leaves me frustrated and empty) or jammies or whathaveyou. But there are certain things that some might consider "sexy" that leave me tilting my head to the side and with a furrowed brow asking, "Quoi?"

For instance: I don't understand crotchless underwear, I can't fathom cupless bras (or what I fondly refer to as a "boob-out") and I most certainly puzzled by the latest "underwear" I found from Lovehoney called the "C-string." (CAUTION! Link NSFW!) The C-string thong doesn't have any strings at all, in fact it appears to be just shy of a headband... 

I don't approve of panty line, in fact, I would hate to become a Glamour Magazine "don't." But has vanity seriously come to this? Are some women really so concerned with already barely-there underwear that they're forced to squeeze a headband into their girly bits? 

But wait, there's more! Reading further on the Web site, I learned that the C-string will eliminate tan lines too! Considering I am so sensitive to the sun I nearly turn to dust when at the beach, I am concerned the C-string wouldn't cover areas that might not need the extra UV rays.

For me, I'll stick with my affinity for wearing thongs and boyshorts, not at the same time, and save the C-string for pulling back my hair while I'm washing my face.