Q. Wardrobe Malfunction: The other day I saw a woman walking outside at my university whose skirt had ridden up high enough in the back to see the bottom of her underwear. I considered telling her but decided against it because I am a man and did not want to come across as creepy. She looked college-aged and I am in my mid 20s in grad school. Did I make the right decision?
A: When our family was in Toronto last year, we all went out on a very windy day. Our teenage daughter was wearing a very short skirt and while walking down a main boulevard, a polite Canadian woman came up to her and said, “Eh, excuse me. So sorry to tell you, but your bum is totally out.” (This has become a catchphrase for our family.) However, I think you made the totally right decision not to mention to this student that her bum was totally out. Given the hypersensitive atmosphere on campus today (see the great Atlantic piece “The Coddling of the American Mind”), it was probably best that you didn’t approach an unknown female with the information you could view her nether regions. Indeed, It seems ridiculous not to warn a stranger about a wardrobe malfunction, but sadly I think you were right to consider your advice could be wildly misconstrued.
Q. Re: Wardrobe Malfunction: I think it would have been OK to say something. Once, while walking through a crowded train station, a man tapped me on my shoulder to bashfully tell me that my skirt was pulled up and stuck in my backpack. It was apparent that this man felt awkward about telling me, but he was the only one to step up and do so, and I was very grateful.
A: Of course it’s OK! Anyone should be grateful to be told their nether regions are inadvertently on display. But this young man was reflecting on his assessment of the potential peril of tapping a fellow student on the shoulder and saying he was observing her underwear. It seems ridiculous to have to think such a benign act could be misconstrued. But if you read some of the extreme sexual harassment codes in place at universities, you will understand why this young man rightly hesitated to speak.
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I felt so bad for a lady I saw while waiting to be seated one Mothers day.
We were at Cracker Barrel waiting on the porch. It was beyond the usual Sunday crowd.
I was talking to one of my kids and glanced up at a couple walking towards us.
Did the quick nod and smile and went back my conversation.
The couple was passed us and going across the parking lot when I saw the tail of her skirt was caught in her panty hose. Exposing her entire backside.
Honestly, I don't know how she didn't feel it. It was very windy that day.
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When I was pregnant, I reached a day where none of my pants fit so I had to switch to maternity pants. I had some but hadn't washed them yet, but they were my only option so I took the tags off and wore them. I went to get my oil changed and as I was walking to the waiting area the young man informed me that I left the sticker- the long skinny one with the size on it- on the back of my thigh. It doesn't compare to having your butt hanging out, but I was still pretty embarrassed.
DD's BFF was trying to help someone who had her skirt stuck in her undies and got smacked.
How was she trying to help? LOL! Did she reach out and grab the skirt or did she say something? I might smack someone, too, if I thought they were grabbing at my ass.
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