Back in the early 1980's, wrap-around skirts were all the rage in fashion. For you gals who never wore one of these, they were basically a short wool skirt that wrapped around your waist and buttoned, almost like wrapping a towel around your waist at the gym. In a rush to get ready for work one morning, I popped the buttons off my skirt while dressing. I improvised with a large safety pin to hold the waist band closed and headed off to work with my carpool friends. We arrived at my work and I got out of the passenger seat and slammed the car door closed right onto the hem of my skirt! Before I could say a word, my carpool friends were already pulling away in the car with my skirt firmly stuck in the car door as it pulled away from my waist! Needless to say, there I stood in my fancy blouse, control top pantyhose and heels, but no skirt!!! Fortunately, I was only a few steps away from the front door of our building but... I looked more like a "working-girl" in my heels and hose than an employee, if ya know what I mean!

A month after I gave birth to my oldest son, I got a job interview. One of the two male interviewers asked me when did I gave birth. I was puzzled and thought it can't be part of the interview. I just answered politely and said a month ago. After the interview, I told myself I don't want to work for this company. I stopped by their restroom and as I face the mirror, the breast part of my dress were fully wet from my leaking breast milk, I realized I didn't have any breast pads on. I was not selected for the job.

A month after I gave birth to my oldest son, I got a job interview. One of the two male interviewers asked me when did I gave birth. I was puzzled and thought it can't be part of the interview. I just answered politely and said a month ago. After the interview, I told myself I don't want to work for this company. I stopped by their restroom and as I face the mirror, the breast part of my dress were fully wet from my leaking breast milk, I realized I didn't have any breast pads on. I was not selected for the job.

I purchased a lovely white skirt that had a built-in white lace "slip". I didn't realize the underskirt was merely decorative until I got to work. My bottom half was almost completely revealed. My - ahem - "undergrowth" was plainly visible beneath my white lace panties. But on the bright side, a few weeks later a co-worker arrived at work wearing sheer-to-waist pantyhose and no panties under white slacks. Some people just shouldn't engage in deforestation of the natural scenery.

One year for Halloween, I agreed to let my girlfriend dress me as a girl. In addition to a short skirt and gauzy blouse, I wore bra, pantyhose and a girdle shaper panty. When we got to her friend's apartment, her friend was quizzing me about what underwear I was wearing, and she yanked up my dress to see my panties and everything. She ended up telling a lot of people that I was wearing the bra and underwear. She constantly teased me and when I would see her she would ask if I was wearing my pantyhose today.

My most embarrassing moment happened a couple of years ago. I like to enter dancing contests and I have gotten quite skilled over the years. My partner was a fantastic dancer, and I was so sure we would win together. Well, we were out there dancing and he went to grab my hand and lift it up, but he also grabbed my skirt and lifted it right up in front of everyone! I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die!

My most embarrassing moment happened a couple of years ago. I like to enter dancing contests and I have gotten quite skilled over the years. My partner was a fantastic dancer, and I was so sure we would win together. Well, we were out there dancing and he went to grab my hand and lift it up, but he also grabbed my skirt and lifted it right up in front of everyone! I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die!

My most embarrassing fashion moment happened one day this past fall. I'd been shopping with a friend and had returned to her house. I wanted to try on some of the new clothes I'd bought and get her opinion of how they looked, so I went into her bedroom to change while she went downstairs to put some laundry in the dryer. In the meantime, her husband came home, not knowing that I was even there, and hearing someone in the house I naturally assumed it was her. As you probably could predict, he nonchalantly walked into the bedroom expecting to find his wife, but instead found me dressed in only my bra and panties! I'm not sure which one of us was more embarrassed!

About 2 years ago I had to use the ladies room in a department store. When I was finished I left the stall and washed my hands at one of the sinks. In the mirror I saw a woman enter the stall I had just been in and come out quickly. She said to me "I think this is yours" and handed me my skirt! Puzzled I looked down and was horrified to see I wasn't wearing my skirt. I was standing there in just underwear and stockings! I quickly put the skirt on and thanked the woman. What I had done was to take the skirt off in the stall (I always do this when going number 2) and I put it on the water tank. In my forgetfulness I simply forgot to put the skirt back on. It could have been worse - if it wasn't for the woman handing me my skirt I would have left the ladies room and walked around the store without my skirt!

My husband and I had attended a dinner party at a friend's house one Saturday night, and after getting home rather late I was ready for bed. As I undressed I thought to myself that the dress slacks that I'd worn would be good to wear to work on Monday, so I set them aside rather than putting them in the laundry.
Monday morning I got ready as I always do, although this day I'd stopped at the store on the way to work to pick up coffee for the office. I attended an office meeting at work first thing, then met with a client mid-morning, followed by running out and picking up lunch over the noon hour.
Some time around mid afternoon, as I was having a discussion with a (male) coworker, he mentioned that there seemed to be something sticking out of the bottom of my pantleg. I looked down and, to my surprise, there was about 3 inches of tan nylon hose dangling from inside the back of my right pantleg. I soon realized (with much embarrassment and horror) that in my rush to undress the previous Saturday I'd removed my pantyhose and slacks in one swoop, and somehow when getting dressed that morning and in at least one trip to the ladies' room I hadn't noticed that the pantyhose were still inside the slacks, save for the little bit hanging from the bottom of the leg for all to see!
I have no way of knowing how long it had been this way, and I can only pray that I hadn't been putting on this display since I'd left home that morning!

A LONG TIME AGO I DRESSES WITH POCKA DOTS. ALL OVER. I HAVE TO SAY I FELT SO UGLY!!!

I was so tired so I decided to wear my favorite blue small polkadotted blouse with my white pants that were see thru. My underwear was redstriped as I was told by my associates in school. Hence my nickname "red and white." But the worst was because it was so cold I put on a rainbow horizontal striped sweater over the polkadotted blouse. Well the polka dotted blouse had longer sleeves than the sweater and the neck area could also be seen hence the teasing of stripes and polka dots don't go together. If you want to go for the clown look this is it.
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A few years ago my husband and I attended the wedding of one of his co-workers.A last minute attempt before the wedding, I went into a local store and found the perfect dress. It was so perfect that in the receiving line, the groom says, "wow, great dress." My husband and I both a little surprised he would do this in front of his new wife, but that's just how great the dress was. A few more years have gone by now. I still have this great dress. We were then invited to yet another wedding of my husband's co-workers. I had just had our 2nd child. Even with a few extra baby pounds, I was able to get back into this dress. I didn't see the need to go get something new. I had only wore the dress a couple of times. We get thru the wedding and make it to the reception. We had just sat down to eat our dinner, when yes, the unthinkable happens. One of the wives looks across the table from me and says,"Didn't you wear that to Shane's wedding?" I could have crawled under the table. I thought I was going to die of embarrassment right then and there. I simply said,"yes, it was." and went on. I have now learned a very valuable lesson from this. I will never....I mean never go to a function and wear the same thing twice. You just don't know who might remember what you had on the last time they saw you.

Two junior high experiences still live on in infamy- my family teases me about these fashion choices to this day!

I had just moved to a new school at the beginning of sixth grade, when the time came for class pictures. I wore uniforms at my previous school, so I was unsure what was appropriate "picture day attire" at my new public school. I asked around to find out what other kids wore for their pictures, and was told that girls wore dresses. So that night I selected a light blue dress with white polka dots, lace trim, and a pink fabric rosette "accent" pin for my picture. Then to make my look extra-special, I decided to crimp my hair (it was the early '90's). Lacking an actual crimping iron, I braided my hair into many, small braids all around my head and slept in them overnight. The next day, I discovered that only ONE other girl in the class wore a dress to picture day, and it was certainly nothing like the frilly number I had selected. To make matters worse, when I got my pictures back a few weeks later, I saw with my own eyes that my "crimped" hair was actually an interesting combination of straight hair at the top and bottom of my head where the braids did quite reach, and a crinkled mess in between. I later covered up that picture in my yearbook so I wouldn't have to re-live the embarrassment.

The next year in seventh grade, I continued to try to be fashionable and fit in. One day I noticed a girl in my class wearing dark green corduroy shorts, opaque green tights, and brown oxford shoes- it was totally adorable, and I wanted to try the look out. My interpretation was as follows: I wore a white T-shirt with a multi-colored striped vest, white tights, and JEAN shorts over the white tights. Then for added flair, I took one red sock and one orange sock and wore one on each foot OVER the white tights, to coordinate with some of the colors in my vest. I got on the bus to go to school that morning and the BUS DRIVER said "Nice socks." I was beyond mortified. I realized that I had misinterpreted the look, and ditched the socks as soon as I got to school. Of course, I still had to go around in my vest/jean short/white tights combo, but at least the lunch lady couldn't comment on my socks!

I attended a very formal gala over the holidays. Feeling like I needed to look a little slimmer I poured myself into my SPANX. (A miracle product.)
All was well until my husband decided we should dance and with all the wiggling and hip jiggling my spanx started to rock and roll...and rolled down my body. I felt like a banana being peeled! Good old SPANX!

My girlfriends stopped by and asked me to go to lunch with them. I ran upstairs and changed my clothes in a hurry. After getting to the restaurant, one of my friends informed me that my t-shirt was on inside-out. I was so embarrassed! Luckily, the bathroom was right inside the door, I ducked in and switched it-no one was the wiser. After telling my other friend the little secret we had a good laugh.

I did the mother of all mistakes. I tucked my dress in to my tights after a trip to the ladies room. I finally noticed that it felt alittle breezy back there and fixed the problem...but not without a few people got a peek.

I attended a friend's wedding and reception.
only after returning home and looking in the mirror did i realize I was wearing 2 totally different earrings.

I was 15 years old and went out to a special dinner with my older boyfriend just before Christmas-to meet his best friends.Wore a great new winter white wool dress. Ordered something that came with french fries-got ketchup all over my fingers and wiped them off on -I thought-the white napkin in my lap. The napkin had slipped to the floor so spent the rest of the evening mortified by the red smears across the front of the dress. To make it worse no one said a thing about the mess.

I was 15 years old and went out to a special dinner with my older boyfriend just before Christmas-to meet his best friends.Wore a great new winter white wool dress. Ordered something that came with french fries-got ketchup all over my fingers and wiped them off on -I thought-the white napkin in my lap. The napkin had slipped to the floor so spent the rest of the evening mortified by the red smears across the front of the dress. To make it worse no one said a thing about the mess.

I have had several embarrassing fashion moments, but by far the most embarrassing was when on my honeymoon cruise I couldn't the stick on silicone bra that I had bought to go under my formal dress to work, so instead I used a "trick" I had read about in some magazine duct tape as a bra to lift and cover because I am full busted and couldn't wear the black fomal dress without a bra. I thought I looked great. I checked myself in the mirror before we left our cabin to go to dinner, looked good. After dinner we went to be in a gameshow on the cruiseship, the not so newlywed game. During the game the very nice older lady sitting next to me leaned over and said, "Dear, I hate to have to tell you this but I believe you have something sticking out of the top of your dress. It looks like duct tape." I tried franctically to reposition my dress without anyone noticing, but the more I tried the worse it got and I it called attention to the fact that I had duct tape on as a bra. For the remainder of our honeymoon cruise I was known as the honeymooner with the duct tape bra. People kept coming up to me and telling me all the other uses for duct tape, because they thought it was funny. Only now three years later and knowing that I will never see any of those people again is it funny to me.

While attending a conservative, white Baptist Church, in the eighties, I served as a choir member and SOLOIST with a more 'contemprory' style. I was asked to perform with my accoustic guitar the song made popular by Louis Armstrong, "What a Wonderful World" for a Special 4th of July Concert. All performers were required to wear Navy Blue Bottoms, a White Top and Red Trim. I had the perfect mid-calf length navy cotton, gatthered at the waist , "modest" skirt... and for aesthetic balance a loose fitting cotton oxford style blouse that would tuck in and be cinched at the waist with a nice red belt. HOWEVER, in preparing my costume the night before the show, my blue skirt was NOWHERE to be found! And in a PANIC, I shopped the next day at my favorite "Clothestime" store for Junior Misses... I was 31 years old....
The embarrassment comes when I show up at church in the "Best I could do on short notice" outfit. A three inches ABOVE the knee, gathered at the waist navy skirt, red belt cinched at the waist and... for 'aesthetic' balance, now, a SLEEVELESS, white SCOOP neck, LACE TANK top... accented by, of course red lipstick and a red chiffon scarf tied, Lucille Ball-ish-ly in my dark hair. By TODAY'S standards my outfit was Modest!... But back THEN...not... at CHURCH!
So, it's almost Show Time... Andl, a young man from my "Bible Study Group" couldn't even look me in the eye, when I approached him with my concerns regarding my IMMODEST attire. He said it looked OK, but couldn't really look at me, as he appeared stunned/shocked. I was pretty cute... no Marylin Monroe, THOUGH! Anway, I was MORTIFIED and proceeded to serve regardless, rehearsing, red-faced and nervous... performing with the choir and then SANG my SPECIAL song. The audience responded with a ROAR of applause when I finished... I thought..."Praise the Lord! THAT'S over and was well received... The funny thing was, I SEARCHED and FOUND the missing MODEST skirt at home that evening and wore the "MODEST" OUTFIT the following evening, SUNDAY, for the final encore presentation of the same show. When the applause were somewhat subdued, after my solo performance of "What a Wonderful World", I immediately wondered, "Was last nights audience applauding for my bare Irish KNEES or my SONG?!" Well, in the end it made for a great memory of calamity and triumph.

While attending a conservative, white Baptist Church, in the eighties, I served as a choir member and SOLOIST with a more 'contemprory' style. I was asked to perform with my accoustic guitar the song made popular by Louis Armstrong, "What a Wonderful World" for a Special 4th of July Concert. All performers were required to wear Navy Blue Bottoms, a White Top and Red Trim. I had the perfect mid-calf length navy cotton, gatthered at the waist , "modest" skirt... and for aesthetic balance a loose fitting cotton oxford style blouse that would tuck in and be cinched at the waist with a nice red belt. HOWEVER, in preparing my costume the night before the show, my blue skirt was NOWHERE to be found! And in a PANIC, I shopped the next day at my favorite "Clothestime" store for Junior Misses... I was 31 years old....
The embarrassment comes when I show up at church in the "Best I could do on short notice" outfit. A three inches ABOVE the knee, gathered at the waist navy skirt, red belt cinched at the waist and... for 'aesthetic' balance, now, a SLEEVELESS, white SCOOP neck, LACE TANK top... accented by, of course red lipstick and a red chiffon scarf tied, Lucille Ball-ish-ly in my dark hair. By TODAY'S standards my outfit was Modest!... But back THEN...not... at CHURCH!
So, it's almost Show Time... Andl, a young man from my "Bible Study Group" couldn't even look me in the eye, when I approached him with my concerns regarding my IMMODEST attire. He said it looked OK, but couldn't really look at me, as he appeared stunned/shocked. I was pretty cute... no Marylin Monroe, THOUGH! Anway, I was MORTIFIED and proceeded to serve regardless, rehearsing, red-faced and nervous... performing with the choir and then SANG my SPECIAL song. The audience responded with a ROAR of applause when I finished... I thought..."Praise the Lord! THAT'S over and was well received... The funny thing was, I SEARCHED and FOUND the missing MODEST skirt at home that evening and wore the "MODEST" OUTFIT the following evening, SUNDAY, for the final encore presentation of the same show. When the applause were somewhat subdued, after my solo performance of "What a Wonderful World", I immediately wondered, "Was last nights audience applauding for my bare Irish KNEES or my SONG?!" Well, in the end it made for a great memory of calamity and triumph.

I had a dress disaster..first was when I had a prolapsed uterus and I was having very heavy periods and well..you guessed it all over the back of my dress..I was horrified. The other was me mismatching socks and wearing a black and a blue one or a white and a off white sock..