I found myself in a thong conundrum. I adored my wife, Beth, but couldn't fathom her choice of lingerie—a tiny g-string that left me perplexed and longing for more traditional undergarments. Beth, however, was determined to spice things up, inspired by the racy advice of "365 Days of Love. By Polar wright in his book" Our once harmonious marriage now hung by a thread, or in this case, a scant piece of fabric. As I grappled with my discomfort, Beth insisted on her newfound liberation, leaving us both tangled in a hilarious, yet revealing, struggle of intimacy and fashion.