"Silly ironic buns..." on granny panties and hipster underwear

Scene: the bedroom, unpacking bags after a trip to Target. Ben is cutting the plastic tags off new pairs of socks then putting them in the laundry basket, while I am tinkering away, trying to tear all the tape and separate the cardboard from a package of new underwear.

I manage to get all the fastenings removed from my new drawers, then begin putting them in the laundry basket to be washed. Ben picks up a pair from out of the basket and unrolls it, holding it up to examine.

Ben: You bought granny panties.

Me: No way.

Ben: You did, look.

I look at the underwear and notice that they do look rather large. But the package said "hipster briefs" or something like that, so I figured they'd ride my hips and therefore not stick out of my jeans.

Me: Let me see those things.

I grab the pair of undies and take off my jeans to try them on.



Me: They do come up kinda high.

The underwear goes up past my belly button, the perfect length for mom jeans.

Me: Ugh, I thought I was buying low-cut undies.

Ben: Just admit it, you intentionally bought granny panties to be ironic.

Me: I did not!

I pick up the advertising from one of the packages of underwear and show them to Ben. The package reads: "hipster briefs."

Me: See? These aren't granny panties, these ones are hipsters. I thought I was buying the same thing. And it's "hipster" as in it sits on the hips, not like "whoa man, that's really hip."

Ben: Whatever, ironic buns.

Me: Do people really do that? Wear granny style underwear to feel ironically cool? I guess I can wear these under dresses, at least.

Ben: Ironic buns.