Oops! The Wardrobe Malfunction.

voltee ♦ December 13, 2010 ♦ 5 Comments

Item: Sweater/Jacket Color/Fabric: Grey, cotton/modal/spandex Designer: Linq Where Purchased: ideeli.com
Ah. What a day. It’s been a whirlwind of theatre. This morning i had our first ever rehearsal for The Drowsy Chaperone, and it was great. I am so excited to work with this group of wonderful and wonderfully talented people!
Then, tonight I had rehearsal for Bye Bye Birdie, a show that I’m assisting with costumes for. This show also looks like it’s going to amazing. I can’t wait to see my gorgeous friend Kat on stage again, and I’m also excited to actually be able to sit back and watch a show that Annie has directed.
I realized today, watching her do her thing, that I haven’t had any quality, one on one time with Annie since October. A travesty! But that was a day with a story worth writing about.
This story does have a moral, of course. It is not to be lazy while dressing and undressing. Also, not to be a slob and wear something that you wore the night before. Also, not to trust your husband’s key chain.
We met uptown, and did a little accessories shopping at Bop To Tottom, and then walked around the Farmer’s Market for a while. We were both starving, but it took us almost an hour to decide where to eat. We finally selected Gabriel’s, a tiny little place neither of us had ever been to, but literally followed our noses to.
It smelled so good that we didn’t mind having to wait for a while to get in.
And it also didn’t hurt that it was adorable.
There is mostly breakfast food and sandwiches on the menu, which suits me just fine. I ordered spectacular, award winning whole grain french toast with berries and walnuts. Indescribably delicious. Annie ordered Juevos Rancheros, with chicken and black beans, and it was also delicious.
It would have been a lovely brunch experience if it hadn’t been so hot in there.
It was roasting. When I had dressed that morning, I just threw on the same outfit I had worn out to dinnerthe night before, this sweater, a white tee, and skinny jeans. Yes, I had left it in a crumbled heap on the floor. But, no, I didn’t really care. It was quick and easy.
When I could bear it no longer, I decided the sweater had to go. I unbuttoned it and took it off, and immediately felt better.
Until I looked down and saw that my entire right boob was out. In a bra, of course, but still, out.
Here’s what happened; in my haste to go to sleep the night before, I just peeled off tee and sweater as though they were a single layer. And in the morning, I put them on the same way. Convenient.
Unbeknownst to me, however, was the fact that I missed the right sleeve of my tee shirt entirely.
Hence the boob, out.
There was no easy fix, either. I just had to throw on the sweater and run to the bathroom and have another stab at getting dressed.
A memorable brunch!
Then, we headed for more shopping, stopping at a few stores before meeting our sweet friend Carolyn at Marshall’s. Where I didn’t buy a single thing!
I was rather depressed, since this was the day that Nate left for India. You know that it must have been bad for me to escape Marshall’s with my wallet unscathed. So finally, exhausted and sad, I headed home.
To find that I had no house key.
Nate had told me to drive his car while he was away, but forgot to inform me that there was no house key on his key chain.
For some reason this was enough for me to turn into a blubbering mess. Literally, I could not stop crying. I felt completely unable to function as a person without Nate. It seemed like I would never survive the three weeks. Luckily, I am blessed enough to have not one, but four friends come to my rescue in my hour of need; Annie, Vicki, Kevin, and Michael. Kevin nimbly helped get me back inside the house, and I will never forget the sight of his legs sticking out of my laundry room window. I had such love and support from everyone else that my meltdown slowly receded.
It was, all in all, an interesting day. I would do it again in a heartbeat, minus the boob and the meltdown, perhaps. The French toast, though, , for sure! Maybe I can have another date with my Annie…I miss her.
Well, about the sweater. It is soft, and very very cozy. The top button tends to come unbuttoned, which drives me crazy, but I still like this. I’ve worn it a lot already. In fact, Kevin’s voice saying “I’ve seen you in this before” is echoing around in my head. Maybe I’ve worn this too much. Maybe I’m tired of it.

**I do wear this a lot. I’m keeping it, for now.