Wardrobe Malfunction - tell me yours!

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I work surrounded by men. One of these men (lets call him John) came into the office this morning and said to another man (lets call him Peter) that he had a hole in the ass of his trousers. Que me slagging him as you do.

Peter, John and my "big boss" were some of the people in the canteen when I was making my breakfast with my back to them all.

Just sat back down at my desk and John came in and said "I don't know how to tel you this" I asked what, "The hole that Peter has in his trousers, you have one too"

I was stood, making my tea and cereal with my back to a room full of men with a hole in the ass of me trousers.

Anyone else have embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions to cheer me up??

I went to exercise class before work, changed into work gear and split my trousers from front to back!
Zoomed to the local clothing store beside work with coat wrapped around me & thank goodness there was an assistant stocking up just beside the changing room. She kindly helped source a lovely outfit that was in the sale whilst I hid in the cubicle, that I still wear 5 years later.
I made sure to send them an email and also went to customer services to ask them to let the manager know how helpful the assistant had been.
Saved my blushes and then some!

I've got one. Not told anyone this. But the pantyliner story gave me courage. WARNING TMI I was on a night out and went to the ladies. I removed a soiled tampon and was about to use the bin but it jumped out of my hand, under the cubicle door to where the sinks were. I heard someone audibly gasp! I was mortified but thought fuck it! I was going to sashay out and pick it up and make a funny quip. On opening the door I was relieved that no one was there so I threw it in the bin and scuttled out!

Unpadded t shirt bra, thin clingy top, air conditioning

Walking along a busy platform in Piccadilly train station, the belt I had on over my jumper slipped down mid stride, trapping my legs meaning I fell right over. Nice chap picked me up and then carried on his way.

Chicken fillet fell out on the dance floor circa 1997, cue it being thrown around with much laughter, I joined in knowing that I now had one deflated boob.

Carrying my newborn baby up the stairs in a shopping centre, wearing a long jersey Maxi skirt with an elastic waist (bloody marvellous post c-section might I add)
Obviously I caught my foot in the hem and every step pulled it further down and I couldn't yank it up because I was holding this tiny fragile baby. So I ended up with no skirt on until this nice lady helped me pull it up. By the time I met Dh I was virtually inconsolable due to the heady combination of hormones, exhaustion, codeine and mortification.

Bikini top with a plastic clipper bit at the back sprang open whilst I was walking from the beach bar to the pool with two nice cold beers. It was a proper carry on moment 😩

I know this isn't recent, but has made me feel better about yesterday's incident at work...
I have a lightweight dress, bought a number of years ago, which fits into the 'smart but not too hot' category, so had worn that to work and not, obviously, brought a coat, cardigan or scarf of any sort (aircon is crap-to-non-existent)
Got into work, did a short presentation, walked back into the open-plan office full of the joys of a job well done, and was informed discreetly by a colleague that the zip at the back of my dress was gaping a little. I shot into the loo, tried re-adjusting it and realised to my horror that a) the zip had broken and b) instead of a small gap that only someone standing directly behind it would notice, there was now a large hole that increased whenever I moved.
I had to borrow a backpack in order to hold the dress on, shoot out of the (did I mention completely open-plan?) office, get a bus from wilderness office park to somewhere with shops and buy a complete outfit before the dress fell off, which required a combination of speed and ensuring minimal movement of my shoulders in case the zip split further.
Amazingly, nobody mentioned that I spent the rest of the day wearing something entirely different to the outfit I'd arrived in that morning...

Wrap dress. Baby in sling. Took sling off in mums and tots and then sat down. My friend was wildly waving at me from across the room. I waved back thinking she was a bit overenthusiastic. She came dashing over to tell me the whole front of my dress had fallen open and my bra was on display to everyone. I was really embarrassed but everyone was lovely. Weirdly the week before I'd worn the same dress and the blooming wriggly baby had caused something similar yet I still wore the same combination again. Didn't wear it again after the second time.

Have also had my not insubstantial chest erupt from a tankini after a water slide. I'd been really scared so kind of cheered at the bottom only to realise boobs were fully out.

Also have sat on the edge of a stage to catch my trousers on a nail and then rip them.

I had "safety knickers" on over my tights (to stop them slipping down and being uncomfortable) - walking into DC nursery only to stumble slightly and find that my safety knickers had slid down and were wrapped round my ankles!

Had a pull down seat on the tube flip up and take my wrap around dress with it

I was a skinny legged 20 year old, back in the days when most woman wore pencil style skirts in offices and decided to wear hold up stockings during summer as much cooler than tights in a warm office, less faff than suspenders and my legs aren't the best.

Walking to canteen with boss and one decided to slip down, fell down right to my ankle. We were out in the open between buildings and nowhere to hide so had to fumble and try to pull it back up with him right there trying to make helpful comments 🤔 😳 and probably others from the offices watching from the windows.

Never wore the bloody things again.

Sunny’s experience reminded me of Judy Finnegan when her dress fell open at an awards ceremony. And she just stood there like a rabbit in the headlights.
And not exactly a wardrobe malfunction but Cherie Blair opened the door of 10 Downing Street in a skimpy little nightie the day after she and Tony moved in.
I don’t think I’ve had a wardrobe malfunction but my lovely niece walked through a very busy station with her skirt tucked into her knickers. And on a separate occasion her shoe fell off as she was getting on or off a train. She had to wait till the train had gone and a fellow commuter could hook it up using an umbrella!

On my wedding day my garter snapped. I didn't realise until we stepped forward to sign the register and I left it behind on the floor.

On holiday in Greece I was walking down a busy road with my husband from the town to the hotel in the middle of the afternoon while wearing a wrap round type of skirt and a bikini top. Back at the hotel I realised I had been walking along with my leftie hanging out from underneath the cup.

Went dashing to unlock the gate to take a delivery and in full view of the delivery driver I tripped up, staggered forward doing that windmill type dance with my arms before landing flat on my face......while the slit at the back of my straight skirt tore right up to the zip.
And I put a hole in both knees of my tights! How the delivery driver kept a straight face is a mystery.

Went dashing up to a woman I knew but hadn't seen in a while. I tapped her on the shoulder while saying ' hiya, how are you stranger' Unfortunately she was a stranger. I had never seen her before in my life.

No wonder my parents referred to me as Pansy Potter. ( anyone over 50 will get that ref ) 😂

And just to hammer the point home, I've posted on the wrong bloody thread!!😳😂

Well, I suppose the first bit counts 😅