On a discussion board I frequent, we've been sharing some funny and embarrassing tales about wardrobe malfunctions. Our tales are related to weight changes. One person took an old pair of shorts on a trip, forgetting she'd lost 40 pounds. The result? Her shorts fell down while she was in the airport. Another person wore pants that had become too large and had to spend the entire day holding them up with one hand to avoid the same embarrassing fate.
On the other end of the spectrum are those of us with embarrassing tales due to weight gain. It still mortifies me to remember the time years ago when my belt popped off as I bent down to pick something up in my boss's office after finishing my exit interview. It was obviously due to my weight and hard to recover from gracefully.
Do you have any funny or embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions you'd like to share?
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My malfunctions tend to be more about spilling things on myself, but I have left the house in slippers before.
I have also left the house, and walked half way to work, before realizing I didn't have my glasses on. Keep in mind, I have worn glass for over 30 years....
Most of my wardrobe malfunctions happen because of children tugging on my neckline...
Oh wear to start - if there is one thing that people know about me in rt is that I spill food on my chest. Infact my ex & his best man had a wager as to how soon it would be after our wedding reception I would spill on my gown.
Once I was late for a shift @ a Strong/UofR so I got dressed in my scrubs @ each traffic light (had been @ beach all day) while driving. Yeah the car that followed me for blocks was a couple of interns who I ended up working with that night.
Once upon a time a long long time ago, when I was about twenty-two and a very hot tamale, I was striding down a street downtown in high summer, wearing a very short and floaty lightweight skirt. I noticed an unusual number of men looking at me, but I thought it was on account of my short skirt and tank top and I disdainfully passed them by at a rapid clip. One guy was especially persistent, following me and saying "Miss! Hey Miss!" I glanced over my shoulder at him and probably sneered or made some kind of "Leave me alone, jerk" face. From behind me as I walked away I heard him shout: "Your skirt is tucked into your panties, lady!"
You mean like the time I neglected to pack my outfit for the wedding I was going to and had to wear a marginal mini (I was not really built for them but was young and foolish at the time :) There was no dress shop less than 4 hours away and we came by train.
viv in nz
Oooooo, I just thought of a malfunction. And why I feel compelled to share this, I dunno. Let's go with it.
So. I was 16-ish. I was at a swim party for my church for all the teens 14-18. I was wearing my new neon orange bathing suit (yeah, baby!). I also was not a very popular girl during high school, not the right kind of "pretty".
So imagine my surprise when all the guys made it a point to have a conversation with me, even the ones that were totally hot but never paid me any attention.
And then imagine my shock when I discovered that my swimming suit, when wet, was completely transparent.
Awesome.
Your stories are GREAT! Keep 'em coming.
Krista's story reminded me of a swim meet I was in when I was a young tyke. I don't know why, but my suit tore in the back in the middle of a race. I was so dedicated, I finished the race with half my young butt hanging out and my mom met me at the end of the pool with a towel.
We need to stay away from pools! My top came off in the pool and the young boys said, since I didn't have anything on top, I didn't need to be embarrassed. Yah, like that took care of the problem! But, one of them got my top and was kind enough to wrap me in a towel... ah, youth...
Nothing more than diving into a poolwearing swimming trunks or cutoffs and coming up nekkid
Yes, I do! I was with family at a nice restaurant for a Sunday brunch in spring. I was wearing a floaty gauze dress that was very lightweight.
I went to the bathroom for a few minutes and came al the way back to the table when my Mom got up and had to tug the back of my dress out of my stockings and pull it down again.
the whole world had view of my back side as I walked through that restaurant.
I didn't tell this story to anyone for years ... :)
peace, Shamba
Two: first similar to Aimee. The silky skirt of my suit was tucked into my pantihose (remember pantihose?) one quite early morning at work. The professor with whom I was about to travel to Austin that morning alerted me. Oh, embarrassment.
Second. The owner of a garage drove me to work in my car, which he would take back to the shop and fix. The elastic of my slip gave up the ghost, and there I was, on a street corner, with my slip around my ankles. Again, fortunately, in the early morning, so not a lot of traffic.
I am not well-endowed yet thought it a good idea to borrow a strapless dress for my sister's wedding from a friend who was. Luckily it was a small affair, because one of my breasts popped right out during the photo/video shoot after the ceremony. I didn't actually realize the extent of the "malfunction" until we were watching the video the next day with my father and new brother-in-law. I see now where "uncomfortable silence" originated.
Wow, some of these stories are just ... um, well, let's just pause through the uncomfortable silence and have a chuckle at the memory.
I had nursey duty at church so I was on the floor a lot with toddlers. I had a yeast rash on my stomach so I was not wearing any underwear due to discomfort. After nursery I walked through the sanctuary. When I got home at and went to the bathroom I noticed that my pants were split in the back all the way down. I had many conversations with parents of the kids and other church members. I do not know when it happened at all and whether people saw anything or not. No one at church said anything. I am not sure if I can show my face again around the people I came in contact with that night.
Jennie C.
Yowza, Jennie! You're supposed to bare your soul at church, not your ... well, you know! ;-)
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