The Bachelor asked:
You're out on a date with the Bachelor, its a formal thing, and you're beautifully turned out. Infact, when he picked you up, he couldn't help remarking at how stunning you looked. The event is an evening of contemporary recitals of Shakepeare's drama and poetry at one of the famous Playhouses followed by dinner at which you will have to mingle with other special guests. Tickets for this event were really hard to get, and you have both been looking forward to this for a long time.You and the Bachelor are running slightly late, but you get there just in time. And then disaster strikes.
Getting out of the car, your knee-length dress gets caught in the door frame, and rips at the hem. You now have a 4-inch slit where the designer never intended one, that goes a couple of inches above your knee. Naturally, you're distraught, because your perfect outfit has been ruined. (The Bachelor doesn't agree, and he still thinks you're beautiful). Its too late to go back home to change, or to go into the stores. Your options are to abandon the date, or grin and bear it. What do you do, and why? How would you handle yourself? Has this ever happened to you before, and if so, what did you do?
I would go for the date, the tickets were hard to get, I shall not and will not let a 4" slit which eventually would become a fashion statement ruin my night. I shall powder my nose, apply my lipstick again and gently come out of the car [with my million dollar smile..] and enjoy the show ; besides, the bachelor likes the way I look and even if he has a problem with it, Louis Vuitton had 'Ghana must go bags' on the run way so??!!..
The trick with mingling with important people when you are not on top of your game is[PERSONALITY] keep a straight face, away from whatever makes you uncomfortable, smile always or BEAM not grin silly.... make small talk here and there, pass loads of compliments and when a nice lady points at the rip in your dress, simply tell her you wanted the designer to add a special touch plus it reflects the mood you are in.. calmly make an excuse while touching her arm and move away..... works all the time....
I don't think you want to know how I tripped and fell flat on my nose, lost the heel to one my beautiful darocha pumps at a seminar in NY in front of Dr Ottis Sullivan, a prominent person in my field. Lets just say I got up, smiled awkwardly, apologised for being silly and continued with my presentation.. oh! it was for an internship with Dr Ottis.. I did not get the internship not because I tripped and fell but because I was in my 2nd yr.. Dr Ottis is my Mentor now.... [Talk about I WAS GONNA DIE MOMENT, "GROUND PLEASE OPEN UP AND TAKE ME IN"....]
Hahaha - this sort of thing doesn't phase me at all. First of all, I would have been looking forward to this night for ages. I am not now going to let some pesky "wardrobe malfunction" ruin my evening. The enforced slit just means I get to show some leg. As long as I'm not flashing my coochie, I have enough class and self-confidence to carry it off like it was the style. I usually have a safety pin in my purse (always be prepared) so I'd quickly go to the bathroom, pin it at the top so it doesn't rip any further. When we are sitting down at the recital - I would make sure to cross my legs so he can peek at the flash of leg. (If you've got it flaunt and boy do I got it!)
This has happened in some form or another - strap breaking, button popping, slit widening etc. but usually just as I'm about to leave my house. The worst time was at a work party. I was wearing a bustier and my zip broke. I wasn't wearing a bra because the bustier was quite supportive, so I was in danger of exposing my breasts to everyone at work. I obviously felt it give way, so I sharply pinned my hands to my side and quietly backed away to the bathroom. Luckily I had a scarf on me so I tied it around my shoulders and looped at my back. I was able to cover up the bad bits and spent the rest of the evening (luckily it was towards the end) standing sort of stiffly and not moving too much so as to not aggravate it further. But it was all good, I don't think anyone noticed and I was still my charming self albeit "a little tired".
I think this is as bad as turning up at a small gathering, feeling CUTE, only to find out there's another woman wearing the exact same outfit! When this happened to me, I had no choice but to grin and bear it. I actually walked up to her and asked where she got her outfit from, we both laughed and enjoyed the rest of our night.
So, in this situation, I will grin and bear it. Considering how hard it was to get tickets and how much we've been looking forward to this night. Because I believe my date still thinks I look good. Because I am confident in myself and I know I can make this slight mishap look good, I'd be glad to mingle while flaunting what I know are toned, smooth and well moisturised legs. We'll have a really good night, he won't be able to take his eyes off me and my legs.When he walks me to my door, I'll let him run his hand up my exposed leg, whisper into his ear that as the dress is already ripped, some other time, he won't have to be careful, he can rip it a little more, then I'll kiss him and say goodnight.
The bachelor is a gentleman, who would not say anything to upset me. If he said anything contrary that will be worse than the dress accident.
I will run into the rest room, get a pair of scissors and snip the dress to the point were the slit ends, (it is just 4 inches) and make a design with the scissors. But to spare the men at the function the distraction (Because I don't just have beautiful skin, I've got amazing legs too thank you) and to respect my darling even though he insists I look beautiful, I will get my coat and wear it over the dress. I'll unbutton the coat to my waist but will not expose the slit and give the world my 100 watt smile and if anybody wants know why I have refused to take off my coat, I'll smile and answer politely, I don't want to drive anyone crazy.