Recently, my husband and I decided to head up to Khol's, as I needed some shorts and sundresses for this terribly hot/humid summer.
Normally, my only mishaps in the dressing rooms are not being able to get a shirt or dress off; I get stuck, I laugh out loud, end up getting the garment off of myself without tearing it, and all is well.
This time, however, was almost utterly humiliating. No, I didn't get anything stuck this time.
I tried on a few shirts while still wearing my pants, but I wasn't wearing a bra because the cute little sleeveless top I was wearing that night did not need a bra with it. So, after trying on all of the shirts, I grabbed my purse and the clothes and opened the door to the dressing room. Just as I stepped out, I realized I had no shirt on. Yep, nude above waist. No bra. No shirt. Naked. BOOBS!!!
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I quickly ducked back into the dressing room, locked the door and laughed hysterically. Oh yes, it doesn't take a lot to amuse me. If there were other women in that dressing room, I'm sure they thought I was a nut case and perhaps I was. Perhaps I was.
Thankfully, my husband and I got through the rest of the night with no other mishaps.