|How to feel like a pop diva at the Super Bowl
||[Apr. 8th, 2008|06:46 am]
I really need to throw this out." It was a top I don't wear that often, because it's not the kind of thing I wear - a floaty flowery wrap-around with ruffles - ruffles! - down the front. If you knew me, you'd know I'm not the ruffles type. I'm not even really the flowery type. Yesterday, when I was getting dressed for work, I put on my top and thought, "|
But for whatever reason, I purchased this floaty flowery wrap-around top with ruffles, and so it's in my closet, and so I wear it. And because I'm me, I've had it forever. Well, not forever, because I'm not that old, but for a long time. Which means when I put it on yesterday morning, I noticed that the elastic around the sleeves (which also makes the sleeves ruffled) had started to give out a bit. But (also because I'm me) I was running a bit late and didn't really have time to find something else to wear, so I tied the tie, snapped the little snap in front, and went on my merry way.
When I got to work, I was walking down the hallway to my cube, juggling my purse and my lunchbox (which btw is an awesome fire truck, since the ladybug finally wore out) and trying to read my blackberry when I noticed that the string tie on my shirt looked a bit...long. And I realized after a few steps that it looked long because in my haste to get dressed I had forgotten to double-tie the bow, and it had come undone. And unwrapped.
So, still juggling my purse and my lunchbox and my blackberry, I tried reaching around to grab the string and re-wrap it, and the little snap in front popped open and my whole top just sort of exploded. And of course the first thing I thought was that I was wearing a really old ratty bra that I had also thought when I put it on that I really needed to throw out.
Fortunately there was no one else in the hallway, and I was only a few yards from the bathroom, and I managed to sort of clutch everything together like an old bathrobe until I could get in the bathroom. And when I walked in, there was a lady at the sinks who looked up and said, "Cute top."