I bought Tom a gift online at Fab.com.
Thursday Morning: A kind of large box arrives and Tom pounces on it with a pair of scissors and single-minded intent. He loves a gift. In short order, Tom reaches into the box and pulls out one pair of electric purple underpants on a hanger. He takes the hanger, with the dangling underpants, up to the closet and hangs it next to his work shirts.
Friday Morning: Tom forgets about his new hanging underpants until after he's already pulled on an old pair and has both legs in his jeans. Go-to drawer habits are hard to break. Tom decides he will be late for work if he disrobes to switch up his underpants. But he wants to wear his new ones at the first possible occasion-- meaning Saturday in new york city. So he unclips the underpants from the hanger and throws them in one of the bags we take with us to the city.
Saturday Morning: Tom cannot find his purple underpants. He settles for an old pair after finally conceding that he probably somehow left his new ones in New Jersey.
Sunday Mid-Afternoon: We are at the grocery store stocking up on hurricane canned goods. The place is packed. We brought our own bags, as usual. Tom reaches inside one and pulls out a handful of material. He thinks it is another bag so he shakes it open and sticks his hand inside. Except it is not another bag, it is his new pair of electric purple underpants. The cashier girl is very impressed, along with many other nearby shoppers.
Vanishing underpants mystery solved.