First we have the sock incident. While it was fun to blame my sweetie for mismatching my running socks when putting away laundry, I carefully avoided mentioning that I didn't notice that my socks didn't match until I took my shoes off in the evening.
Today, we have the backwards shirt. I just got home from having not-coffee with a friend and wondered why the neck on my t-shirt seemed to be riding high. As I grabbed it to pull it down, I felt the tag. Yeah, I was out in public - not for the first time - with my clothes on backwards.
This brings to mind an embarrassing incident that happened while I was in Junior High. (Most people are smart enough to make sure they never tell anybody about embarrassing incidents...but those people don't have blog readers who demand to be entertained!) My mother sewed many of our clothes but usually let us pick out the material and pattern. Somehow, she allowed me to pick a somewhat sheer fabric with a nice flower print on it for a blousy shirt that was rather short at the midriff. (Think belly shirt way back before they were cool.) I also had succumbed to the fad of hiphugger pants, which I could definitely get away with back then with my hourglass figure of those days.
I pulled these two items out of my closet one school day and threw them on. Had I glanced at myself in the full-length mirror, I would have immediately recognized my error. The combination of the short blouse and the hiphugger pants left a huge expanse of bare flesh, not aided by the translucent qualities of the top. When one of the older Lotharios in the band trapped me in the instrument room and came on to me quite strongly, I realized this was not going to turn out well. I called home to have my mom bring me a sweater but she was out. My grandfather, the retired minister, was the only one available to come to my rescue. Wanting to spare him a heart attack, I lied and said I was cold and needed my sweater. I had to borrow a friend's sweater to even meet him at the car. It was not my finest hour.
I still have the full-length mirror that I began checking religiously before leaving for school every morning following that day. Evidently I need to get back in the habit of checking it before leaving the house!
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Your readers demand more of these posts. Or at least I do!
I began wearing belts in freshman year because of one embarrassing incident. I had gone to one of those college networking events which entailed a trip to Wilmington, DE and some credit card/finance company tours. After hours of sitting on the bus napping, somehow my pants had loosened or I had lost weight by napping. I stood up and walked out of the bus (I was one of the last ones). People were waiting for everyone to get off the bus, and I get off and my pants fall down to my ankles. It was hard to pull them back as my hands were carrying stuff. Always worn a belt since then and triple checked my zippers.
Here's my wardrobe malfunction for you.
It was my first year teaching and I was so cute. I tried to dress up and look professional everyday so my colleagues wouldn't mistake my 22-year-old face for one of the high school students. I had on a knee-length brown leather skirt, stylish and yet also appropriate for school. After lunch, I stopped in the ladies room. It was warm that day, and I realized I was a little sweaty when I pulled up my skirt. Then I realized that I couldn't pull it back down! I was too sweaty and the leather was stuck. No matter how I tried, I couldn't pull my skirt down. It was stuck pulled up! All I could do was try to dry the sweat and wait it out. I heard the bell ring and knew I was going to be late. Fortunately, it was only hall duty, so I managed to wait it out and pull it down enough that I could leave the bathroom. My colleagues thought it was hilarious! If you've ever seen "Friends" you may know of the episode when Ross got stuck in the bathroom with his leather pants pulled down. It was EXACTLY like that!
Now I can laugh about it, but it was NOT funny at the time! I threw out the skirt when I got home (it was before my green awakening...)
So been there! On more than one occasion! My first one was odd shoes. Not that bad really huh? right! One was a regular sneaker the other a hightop converse style! How did I not feel the difference? The ever worse part? I was INSTRUCTING an aerobics class at the time! lol. Did the exact same thing a few years later when I was waiting for a train, looked down and... odd sneakers.
The worst one was getting ready in a hurry to go shopping, was hanging around waiting for the checkout and wanted to blow my nose, reach into my shorts pocket to see if I'd put a tissue in there and no pocket! WTH? I know these shorts have pockets! Whats that flap on the side? Yep inside out... In the busiest store ever naturally!
no hope for me save yourselves!
Ohhhh, I *wish* I could dress myself.
My most common transgression is a small but stupid-looking one - I'm a tag dag. Leaving the tag hanging out from my shirt neck is a regular occurrence.
*sigh*
I've got into the habit of checking in the mirror...sometimes.
And jeans that are too low on the waist and forever need hoicking up. I hate hipsters, they don't fit properly, and I can't wait for the return of higher rise jeans and the demise of the muffin top.
It's reassuring to read that I'm not the only one with fashion faux pas and wardrobe malfunctions. Love the stories; thanks for sharing!
LOL! Great stories, and yes, your readers demand more!
(Embarrassing clothing stories? Me? No, I'm a saint and have none...)
LOL, I love these posts. Just yesterday, one of my boys came downstairs dressed for school. Sort of. His shirt was completely inside out. I casually mentioned he might want to look in the mirror before heading out the door. His excuse? It was this way in my drawer!
I have a rule, how it goes into the laundry (balled up, inside out, one pant leg turned in, out pant leg turned out, wrappers in pockets?) is exactly how you get it back. With 6 people in my house, everyone needs to be in charge of their own clothes!
Apparently,he hasn't been trapped in the middle school band room yet! He'll learn his laundry lesson someday!
snicker, snicker. Glad to know you're quite human.
I dont often laught whilst reading blogs and commenting, but yours definitly made me LOL!!!
"Yeah, I was out in public - not for the first time - with my clothes on backwards."
You just want to watch out when you clothing is fastened from the back, with clips you cant reach!! (stright jacket :)
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