No need to get your panties in a bunch, but in case you forgot to mark your calendars, today is the day we celebrate boyshorts, bikini cut, thong, silky, cotton, and polka-dot! It’s National Underwear Day.

Freshpair founder and creator of this glorious holiday, Michael Kleinmann, said,

“We created National Underwear Day because we are passionate about underwear, and we wanted to create a day where everyone could celebrate underwear the way we do each day. After all, no one just reaches into their underwear drawer in the dark and grabs the first thing they see. Most people match their underwear to their mood or to their outfit.“

I wonder if he knows some people don’t wear any at all!

However, if you’re lucky enough to be in the New York area at the moment, don’t be surprised if you spot hoards of male models walking around the streets in their skivvies, it’s all part of the day’s festivities. What a treat!

You’re skeptical. I can tell. You’re all like, “We’re celebrating a day dedicated to undergarments? WTF.”

Well according to a UK Study, underwear happens to be the most important factor in choosing a mate. You wouldn’t go out and buy a six-pack of Hanes with the little bows from Wal-Mart (please say you wouldn’t) just like you wouldn’t grab the first guy you see on the street and make him your boyfriend! You care about your boo just as much as you care about your boo-ty, right? It makes sense.

So, the next time you’re stressing over the fact that he’s always late, or eagle-eyeing his possible bald spot that might not be a bald spot you’re not sure yet, just pants the innocent sir and see how you feel. It gives new meaning to boxers or briefs, eh?

Freshpair also recently donated over four hundred pairs of pretty panties to homeless shelters, the first installment of what’s to be more than 10,000 pairs over the next year. After all, you might not have food, water, a roof above your head, or a president that cares, but a clean pair a day keeps your problems away, no?

Either way, I deem this cause worthy of a national holiday, so while I lobby that legislature, you make sure you slip into your favorite pair. Today’s not the day for commando.

Honestly, I’m one of the few that think Britney’s crazy antics lately have been absolutely glorious. Obviously, she just got tired of all the paps and ruthless tabloids and decided to flip them the big fat bird. Good for you Brit, lose your mind all you want!

Personally, I always loved Spears the singer, always hated Brit the person. Especially in Michael Moore’s Fahrenheit 911 where she stated, “I think we should just trust our president in every decision that he makes and we should just support that.”

Intelligent, Brit.

Anyways, as if filling her kids’ baby bottles with soda and then trying to get a dentist to whiten their little teeth wasn’t enough, she has now reportedly threatened to kill a photographer. Wacky bald Brit? I approve.

Commando without a care Brit? Sure, why not.

Psycho killer Brit? (She’ll cut you.) Not so much.

The same pap, Andrew Deetz, that swiftly got his arse beat by her bodyguard last week in Vegas after trying to photograph Brit is now coming forward, claiming that Britney threatened to kill him.

Deetz is asking (begging?) for a restraining order against Spears, accusing that she witlessly claimed that she, or ‘someone she hired’, would kill him. No doubt she’s sure she’s ‘stroooonger than yeeesterday’!

Has mama gone mad? The way things are headed, it won’t be long before Spears hits the slammer.

I never thought I’d say the kids will be safer with K-Fed.

You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance (abuse), of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone.