I went to the bank today.
Fascinating, right? No big deal, you say? huh. That's what you think.
Now might be a good time to let you in on the fact that I also wore a dress today.
Mhmmm... changed your tune, didn't you!
Whatever. Anyway. I hopped out of the car, retrieved Camden's stroller from the back and proceeded to open it up and get him out of the car. As I turned, baby in my arms, toward the empty stroller, a gust of wind came up and swoooosh! there went my skirt.
I refrained from swearing out loud and quickly ducked to the ground to put Camden in his stroller, hoping no one had noticed my lack-luster Marilyn impersonation.
As I buckled the baby, a quick scan of the parking lot did nothing to reassure me. The wink from the guy on the Rascall? oh, that was reassurance all right. Reassurance that exactly what I had hoped hadn't happened, had, most definitely, happened.
Awesome. At least I wasn't wearing a thong, right?
Yea--I'm so glad I bought those Victoria's Secret undies on clearance. The pair with the rhinestones and the words "invite only" stamped on the back.