Gird your loins: this weekend sees the premiere of the BBC's adaptation of Lady Chatterley's Lover (1). If you aren't familiar with DH Lawrence's infamously racy tome, it's not hard to wrap your head around – think a 1920s take on Desperate Housewives' Gabrielle Solis and John the gardener. So in honour of TV's latest titillation, I'm celebrating all things indecent. Well, sort of.

Despite assurance that this adaptation will not contain gratuitous flesh, no Chatterley chat would be complete without mentioning what lies beneath: specifically, underwear. The drama's period was actually surprisingly stylish when it comes to underpinnings: think high-waisted knickers, longline bras and silk teddies.

If budget was no issue, Carine Gilson (2) would be my couture kecks of choice – think silks and Chantilly lace, with a sumptuous price tag to match. If your purse is on the gardener end of the scale, all is not lost. The pouty Rosie Huntington-Whiteley has been doing her bit for high street lingerie for years by sexing up the rails of Marks and Spencer. My highlight of the season is a slinky black bolero set (3) that looks far more expensive than its modest price tag.

If that doesn't wet your whistle for celebrating your smalls then take a trip to Selfridges, where Dita Von Teese – burlesque dancer and purveyor of vintage-inspired lingerie – has launched a pop-up shop (4) for the next six weeks.

If that's given you a taste for things controversial you might enjoy a flick through Rizzoli's latest coffee table volume. Gloss (5) is dedicated to the work of the late German photographer Chris Von Wangenheim, whose penchant for taking provocative photographs (think nudity, violence and the odd Doberman) raised some brows, much like Lawrence and his sophisticated bonkbuster.