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It trwirled up







Suzanne: Do you remember my seventeenth birthday party when you lifted your skirt up in front of all those people?
Doris: I did not lift my skirt, it twirled up! You only remember the bad stuff, don't you? What about the big band I got to play at that party, do you remember that? No, you only remember that my skirt accidentally twirled up!

A favorite quote from the movie Postcard From The Edge






Back in October I had a twirl moment of sorts. It wasn't so much a twirl...more of a tuck.

I have a great grey jersey dress (it replaces one I've had for many years, I've worn it never); it has a bateau neck, 3/4 sleeves up top and a accordion pleat bottom. The top and  bottom together make for a really comfortable, versatile dress. If I paired the dress with sensible shoes, a scarf on my head and a oversize sweater I'd look like a sweet mature lady from the old country. (I choose not to go that route currently - later perhaps.) Now that you have the description of the dress in your head... on with the show.

It was a beautiful brisk October day and my husbands birthday. My and husband and I were going to  dinner that evening at our favorite french restaurant. So that morning I slip into my grey dress, it's the perfect choice. It goes from day to evening without a hitch. I put on a pair of fabulous pumpkin colored suede (not so sensible) heels, a light coat and out the door I go. I arrive at the Kravet  showroom to do some work... choose fabric samples, go through furniture catalogs, and receive many compliments from the ladies on my sweet shoes.  My work done, I head  home to meet up with the birthday boy - we'll go straight to dinner.

We arrive at Cafe Pyrenees  (where everybody knows our name) greeted enthusiastically and seated right away. I order a glass of wine then excuse myself to go to the bathroom still wearing my coat. Before leaving the bathroom I check in with the full length mirror. I appear to be in order.  My coat draped over my arm I walk through the restaurant feeling confident and... a slight breeze. I notice heads turn and think to myself..."the shoes must really be spectacular!" I reach our table and proceed to hang my coat on the hook outside our booth, bring my arms down around my accordion pleat bottom to slid into the booth... no pleat... just bottom...no pleat!? My face turns the color of Merlot as the couple across from us looks at me sympathetically "Poor thing." That's right folks, my according pleat was tucked in my under-garment leaving my backside exposed for all the world to see. What's a girl to do? This girl drank her wine, ate her dinner, put on her coat (back to the wall) and walked out of the restaurant heel - toe in my bad ass shoes with an accordion pleat bottom tucked in her waist.


Lesson learned:  Always check your backside in the mirror.



My pumpkin colored suede not - so sensible heels. And a pig.






Comments

  1. KristieNovember 30, 2012 at 10:08 AM

    Jane,

    I really got a chuckle out of this! Something like this is bound to happen at some time or another. I can only imagine your Merlot colored face! Ha

    I'd say you left about as gracefully as you could...holding your head up high and striking the right step in your pumpkin heels (which by the way I adore, sensible or not). Great tale!

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