(Trigger warning: don't read on if you are not coping well with the loss of the Victoria's Secret "traditional" lingerie parade).

I've never seen a full VS undies parade, but I've caught glimpses of it on the TV news. It usually appeared as the quirky story at the end of the bulletin.

Over the years, viewing it became increasingly awkward as newsreaders were left glancing embarrassingly at each other after copping an eyeful of what can only be described as the tail end of a pageant for pervy gents (as in those who patronise traditional gentlemen's clubs).

The VS angels have been put in the boiler with Playboy bunnies.

No doubt there are a few Playboy bunnies to be found in dark corners of the US (and the odd suburban Australian bedroom and swingers' spa), but I'd suggest that this century's general public would file them under "ye olde sleaze".

The bunnies would probably share a ratty file with photos of women in G-strings springing from grubby giant styrofoam birthday cakes.

I'm sure the demise of the overpriced VS undies show has prompted many online comments from uptight gents who are sick and tired of mouthy women spoiling everything for them. At this rate, there will be a law stopping them from telling random women in the street to smile.

But not all is lost, as the bulging number of followers on self-appointed insta-models' accounts attest.

Clearly there is a market for cheesy images of women in different stages of undress. Let's just call it a niche market specialising in the needs of adolescent boys.

But I think the general public mentally sent this gear to the archives years ago (filed variously under Trump Beauty Pageants/Page 3 Girls/Benny Hill/Playboy and Pix People magazines).

In other bizarre news, the female Norwegian beach handball team were fined this week for wearing shorts instead of "the required" skimpy bikini bottoms at a competition.

Hearing this took me back to the '80s and some unnecessarily excruciating high school PE classes. How weird was it that sports uniforms for teenage girls used to consist of t-shirts worn with regulation black undies (aka "scungies")?

The only regulation covering was a useless short wrap-around skirt that wasn't designed to be worn by anyone planning to move at speed.

Even back then, I wondered why the boys weren't told to wear their Rio jocks instead of regular sports shorts for a turn on the pommel horse or a spot of high-jumping.

As society evolved, so did girls' school sports uniforms. It didn't happen overnight, but it did happen. Society just realised it was desperately old-fashioned. Just like the sexualisation of women and girls.

Times are a changin', and inevitably there will be the odd gent who'll get his undies in a bunch over it.

But, really, who wants to see that?

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