I understand that wardrobe malfunctions are a part of life. I accept the fact that buttons pop off and pants rip and blouses become suddenly see-through in certain lights. But that doesn’t make it any easier when it actually happens, for example, this weekend when I was walking around town and realized that my skirt was tucked into my underwear–and had been for an indeterminable amount of time. My mom has me beat, though. A few months ago she was on stage at a conference, being introduced to give a keynote address……when her front-clasp bra popped open. My mom is by no means a small-chested woman, so standing in front of a large crowd with a freewheeling bosom is a fairly horrifying prospect. Luckily she managed to subtly turn around, hunch over slightly and reign things in before stepping up to the podium, but my god, that story still makes me sweat.
Let’s all share a horror story or two, shall we? What was your worst wardrobe malfunction? How did you handle it?