Yesterday I was thinking about embarrassing moments and this one instantly popped into my head. Ahh yes, this one was glorious and oh so professional. Let’s get nostalgic here for a minute or two, shall we? Let’s take you back. I think we’ll go all the way back to the summer of 2011. Pat and I were photographing a wedding and I decided it would be a great idea to wear my cute new wrap dress.
While putting it on, did I consider the fact that my camera bag would probably rub against it and make it rise throughout the day? Maybe momentarily. Did that really matter though? Absolutely not. You know how us girls are with a cute dress…the logistics do not matter; only style. That’s the way it’s always been and always will be. Men, don’t bother trying to fight it. You’ll only be putting yourself in a lose/lose battle. Kind of like Pat did.
Throughout the day, Pat had to keep whispering to me, “Pull your dress down!!!” As expected, my heavy camera bag was causing the front of my dress to creep up to Las Vegas clubber status. If you’ve ever been to Vegas, you understand this commentary. Not only did I have issues with looking like I belonged on a corner, the wind was also blowing the front of my dress up. This is where things really got tricky and EMBARRASSING!
During the formal portraits, a huge gust of wind came by and whoooooshed my dress almost above my head; letting everyone see my underoos in the process. I flailed my arms and tried pushing my dress down but it was too late. Yup, my Victoria’s Secret 5 for $25 special was seen by a minimum of 15 people. Not only did I want to run and hide but I had to continue to act professional and set Grandma up next to her darling granddaughter for a photo.
Totally normal, right?! Let me tell you how shameful it is to have to look people in the eye after they’ve seen that you shop in the Pink collection. I may have also walked around for the rest of the day with my arms glued to my side as much as I could…which was next to never since I had to take photos all day. Safe to say, I’ve since learned my lesson: never wear a wrap dress to a wedding. I now only wear a simple dress that covers my knees with no worry!
This, my friends, was one of my most crawl into a hole and die moments. Of course these moments don’t stop here. We’ve had plenty of embarrassing moments throughout the years. If you’d like me to share those, let me know and I’ll be (semi) happy to!