Underwires: Overrated
Everyone has a most embarrassing moment. Right?
I didn’t. Every time that the question, “What’s your most embarrassing moment?” would come up, I would shrug and say, “I don’t really do anything embarrassing.” I realize that the very act of me typing these words opens me up to my siblings recollecting every mortifying event in my dark and awkward past, and then posting them for the world to read about. But that is a risk that I’m willing to take, because I don’t think that any of them will outweigh THIS most embarrassing moment that I’m about to post on the internet for everyone, including pastors and strangers and future employers, to read.
I now have a most embarrassing moment.
It has to do with bras.
I don’t like to spend a lot of money on bras. They can be ridiculously expensive, but I’m a Target girl, myself. $12 should do the trick. I should probably invest $60 in one that gets the job done right, but that just doesn’t make sense in my life right now. My cheap bras make sense.
Except for when the underwire somehow makes it way through the lining, and gets pushed up out of the bra, and, unbeknownst to me, winds up encircling the TOP of the boob, in plain sight of the checker at the grocery store, who, for some reason, couldn’t stop staring at my chest.
You know that foggy moment of realization, where you think, “I have no idea how to get myself out of this one”? That moment is all the more awkward when the only solution involves publicly reaching your hand down your cleavage.
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tags: Awkward | Bras | Embarrassing
Oh No! I hate it when I have to reach down my shirt at the grocery!
Can you post of picture of this, PLEASE!?!
HAhaha. what about the time you wore blue underwear underneath your white stretch pants to school?
This is classic. Only Annie…
I once wore white underwear underneath slightly sheer linen pants. We went cosmic bowling. Every time I stooped to bowl, I lit up like a firefly.
It was a first date.
And you are funny. :)
…and brothers.
Please don’t post a picture.
Oh no! That’s terrible! That reminds me of an embarassing moment from Will and Grace!
[At an art show, Grace is surprised when Will clamps his hands over her breasts.]
Will: I think you’ve sprung a leak.
Grace: What’re you talking about?
[He lifts his hands, and her water bra sprays twin streams.]
Will: I haven’t been with a woman in some time, but I’m pretty sure they’re not supposed to do that.
[Karen walks past them.]
Karen: Good lord, why don’t you two get a room?
hahahah.
way to go.
Try walking out of the bathroom at the school of the 12-year-old boy you babysit/tutor for with your jeans pulled up, zipped and buttoned, but belt, mysteriously, STILL UNDONE. Flopping around, really. And, if it makes you feel better, I didn’t figure it out myself-one of his coaches ever so kindly pointed it out for me. Told me he thought it must have been the new fashion. Hardy har…har? Hard to cover that one up, too…
Hey, just saw your comment about target and bras, Annie, and thought I should let you know, in my neck of the woods, we’re having a sale. Bras for $3 at Target. XD Don’t know why I told you that, but thought you might appreciate it. Keep writing!
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