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KNICKERS ON SHOW

I really enjoyed Alex Foggard’s article as the London Paper Columnist on Friday:

‘I’D LIKE to take this opportunity to say “Thank you” again to the lovely girl who let me know, while I was walking by the Royal Courts of Justice on the Strand this morning, that my skirt was tucked up into my knickers. She could have said that my rather pasty and cellulite-ridden derriere and M&S’s finest were being revealed to all and sundry, but she didn’t need to – the embarrassed “there but for the grace of God” look on her face said it all.

...After all, no one wants to be the one to break the news to a colleague that they have a bogey on their nose. But what about good ol’ schadenfreude? The fact that You’ve Been Framed! is so popular means there is no shortage of people out there who relish the sight of others falling over. Yes, the pleasure derived from someone else’s humiliation seems a much more likely reason to me.

So, a plea to all of you out there: have pity. If you see such a wardrobe malfunction, say something – even if it’s after you’ve enjoyed a few smirk-filled moments. A girl’s got to be allowed some dignity. To all you guys: I apologise for all those times I never told you that your flies were undone.’

It reminded me of Glamour Puss’s ‘Hairy Moment’.

I’d like to add the following to ‘skirt in pants’ as potential issues that I, personally, would appreciate being drawn to my attention, by a complete stranger:

Stickers on soles of shoes

Mascara panda eyes

Label hanging out

Loo roll stuck to shoe

Lipstick on teeth

Food/Pen on face

Basically, anything that I could pretty much immediately correct, if only I was aware of it…

To read Alex’s full article click here.

Posted 05:24 PM on Mon Mar 09 2009
By Barbie
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    Passive Split at 01:42 PM on Wed Apr 01 2009 | flag     

    One of my most embarrassing moments was splashing the crotch area of my light coloured trousers with water before an important presentation.

    In the loo before the meeting, I must have turned on the wash basin tap too forcefully causing the water to splash back at me.

    I was only alerted to this halfway through my talk by the smirking faces of a couple of front-row delegates staring at the drip pattern in the fly-area of my light beige trousers.

    I just kept going although I bet to the audience it looked like I had pissed myself.