|Cute, sassy dress|
I was attending a wedding of two very good friends, with a bunch of other very good friends (aka. college reunion, aka. see #2 above). The devilishly handsome man I married had to work this particular weekend, which turned out to be a blessing. If he would've had to suffer through the badonk malfunction, I would've died of embarrassment even more than I already did...is that even possible?!
Anyway, back to the back zipper horridness. I'd just met up with my brother who was filling in as my +1 for the evening since hubby could't make it. Bro-ha is a college student in the town where the wedding took place; I figured he'd enjoy a free meal during the reception, being a poor college kid and all. Little did he know, a full moon was on the menu! We had just walked allllll the way across the reception hall (read: in front of EVERYONE) to reach our seats when my good friend Mer tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hey Jen, your dress is gapping in the back." I was all "Oh, ok. I'll fix it here in a bit." That's when I felt the breeze. That's when I felt the huge gaping hole. That's when I felt the bare skin of the upper portion of my derrierre showing off it's glowing self to THE ENTIRE ROOM. That's also when I wanted to crawl in that previously mentioned hole.
my tattered self-esteem, oh yeah, and more wine was involved. In the end (bahahaha!) one of the gal's at a neighboring table switched sweaters with me (mine was one of those short, cropped types; hers was long and flow-ey).
|Not even Instagram could make this prettier!|