Posted by Tamar on August 15, 2006, at 15:09:50
In reply to what is your most embarrassing moment, story??, posted by wildcardII on August 15, 2006, at 11:49:39
I was at a social function. My husband and I were at the very beginning of our relationship and I’d dressed up for him. I was wearing a very short black dress and thigh length leather boots, and back in those days I had the figure for it.
Even on my way to the function I realised I was probably dressed a little too whorishly when a man chased me through the park. I had to jump over a fence to get away from him.
I met my husband (then boyfriend) and the look in his eyes was totally worth it. I felt fabulous. We had a very pleasant evening. However, I was slightly irked to be the object of far too much attention from a preppy girl who made it very clear from the way she looked at me that she thought I was scum. She seemed to have taken a particular dislike to my boots. I returned her scathing glances with a series of big cheesy grins.
After the function was over my boyfriend and I went to a restaurant with friends. By some quirk of fate, Miss Preppy was there with her friends. She was still looking over at me with an expression of distaste on her face. I ignored her for a while and got on with enjoying my dinner and a few glasses of wine. After a while she got up and went to the bathroom and I decided to follow her. Once in the bathroom, I stood next to her in front of the mirror, gave her a big wink and kicked my lips. She got out of there as quickly as she could. I emerged a minute or two later, by which time she was already back at her table. I walked slowly across the floor, doing that hip-swinging thing women can do in high heels. Next thing I knew, I was on my *ss amid a crash of crockery. I’d fallen over, knocking some poor man’s dinner onto the floor and onto myself. Miss Preppy’s face was a picture. I guess you win some and you lose some.
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