Friday, March 27, 2009

True Story








13 comments:

bobbie said...

I'm so sorry for your embarrassing moment, but forgive me if I have a good laugh! What a picture it must have been! You're really a good sport to show it to us.

coolwaterworks said...

Hi Caroline... It is a strength of character to be able to tell stories such as this about one's self... :)

Like Bobbie, forgive me if I smiled when I read it... :)

Peggy said...

How mortifying! Add me to the group getting a quiet chuckle out of it, though. Thanks for the great post!

GreenishLady said...

Thank you for sharing your confession with us. I'm joining the others in finding it amusing - but also I'm blushing in solidarity with you! What a great post.

Lana Gramlich said...

Oh my! Brave of you to share such a moment. I can't imagine what it was like having to draw that out. Fortunately you can rest assured that we ALL have such moments. ;)

Selma said...

I'm sorry to laugh, Caroline, but you described this so well. It has actually happened to me. One day the elastic in my peasant skirt just went and whoosh - it was around my ankles. An embarrassing moment we can all relate to. LOL.

mrsb said...

Oh, my! I've had something similar happen with a pair of "laundry day", worn elastic undies.

Ha!

Margaret Benbow said...

Something like this has happened to almost all of us. I remember striding confidently out of the ladies' room of a fine restaurant, proudly conscious of my nice suit and not noticing until much later the long strip of toilet paper attached to a boot...also, maybe this won't be much of a comfort, but in Mary Pickford's autobiography she describes a mishap like yours. She happened to be at a dinner party in England with duchesses and earls. Under her evening gown she was wearing a silky undergarment which attached with buttons to its top. It turned out the pants were hanging by a thread.She walked right out of them, had a moment of stunned horror, than retrieved the garment with dignity and put it in her handbag with her head high. Of course no one at the party referred to it--this was England, after all!

susan m hinckley said...

There's a dog at the dog park we frequent who has learned (don't ask me how) to yank his owner's pants off with one swoop. Why his owner continues to wear elastic waist pants to the dog park, I can't begin to imagine. But when I saw it happen it was really hard not to laugh right out loud. Even though I try to be a nice person.

Barbara Anne said...

OH NO!!!! Sincere hugs! I'm reminded of the day in junior high when I was walking to the store with friends and a knee sock inched out of the leg of my slacks where static electricity from the clothes dryer had put it. Aaaugh! It was odd to pick up the sock and stuff it in my purse. It was a good laugh then and now but I imagine my face was red then. :D

Great pictures with your story!

Mary said...

Caroline,

I'm so glad you are back. Sorry about your skirt and thank you for a great laugh!

Mary

Suzy said...

In our old dance group we referred to such events as "costume failures."

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

I can't tell you how much I have missed posts like these. I'm sending you a hug through the internets. I hope you get it.