NSV - an end to chub rub

Yesterday I wore a skirt and today I wore a dress without the aid of tights, talcum powder, Lanacane Anti-Chafe or those special long legged knickers that you have to be really, really sure you're not going to get lucky when wearing (I had six pairs...).

Result - no chub rub. No raw, red welts. No having to sleep on my back like a starfish. No mid-evening cold showers. No Sudocrem. No having to avoid the aforementioned getting lucky.

I didn't even have to choose between those two special walks. You know, the mincing one you do to avoid your stuck-together thighs tearing flesh, or the overly-long stride to try and get some air to your unlucky inner thighs in the hope they slip past each other like a pair of friendly eels.

Shame half a Feast ice lolly melted off the stick and into the lap of my mostly white dress.