I may need cuter panties

MIL has declared it her job to fold all the laundry.  If she catches me doing it, I get a good scolding.  Frankly, I'm so excited I'm doing cartwheels I can probably give it up without much fuss.  Yesterday, as she was folding a pair of my underwear the conversation looked like this...

MIL:  Are these your panties?
Me:  Yep
MIL:  They're quite nice.
Me: :/

So, my 83 year old MIL likes my underwear.  Clearly it's time for some shopping.