There was something that my father often said.
“6 months for underwear, gotta get new ones every 6 months. You wear them everyday so they do get worn out quite quickly. So 6 months is a good cycle. It maybe a bit much but new sets of underwear give you this mental refreshment so it works.”
He also had a strong opinion about hairstyle. “It’s too late if it grows out. Get it cut before it gets long.” Every two weeks, he would make it a point to go to a barber and would make me follow the same routine.
The thinking behind the underwear rotation would be the same. Too late if it gets old. It was about replacing with the new before it gets too old.
Being his son, it was a given to follow this new underwear cycle. Whenever I would put on a new one, I had to laugh because I would find myself muttering, “Ok!,” just like the old man.
With men’s underwear, you are either in the trunks camp or the brief camp. But I like them both and put on what feels right for the day.
I have this memory about briefs. It was when I was in 6th grade. I went over to my grandma’s for a sleepover and I was just in my briefs as I was changing. My grandma looked at my red briefs and said, “My, how stylish.”
I’m not sure why I chose the red one but I remember blushing with her comment about my underwear. I also remember thinking because undies, though discreet, are fun because it’s something you can have fun choosing colors and patterns, just like clothes.
Let’s get back to the story.
With these memories of undies swirling in my head, I knew what I had to do. Just like what my father had done, I decided to get a clean haircut, thoroughly wash myself, and get a new set of underwear.
And there’s no time like now. I went to a barber in the East Village and got a haircut and on my way home, I bought tons of new underwear(now, mostly briefs).
I went back to my apartment, took a shower, making sure I washed more thoroughly than usual, and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. I’m sure it was just in my head but I felt more refreshed.

When I got home, I took out all the briefs in the drawer in my closet and placed the new ones and put on a fresh one.
“Ok!,” came out naturally. My heart was filled with a powerful “from here, from now.” Yes, just like those days…
My mind was made up. I came all this way and I will keep moving, further and beyond.
“So what lies ahead?”
This urge to find out began to stir something inside.