To think someone could have bloody told told me!

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Went into town this morning to buy a bra. Got one in the first shop I went to so I decided to have a mooch round the shops afterwards. I could have sworn a few people were looking at me oddly but I put it down to my usual lack of self confidence.

Just got home and whilst changing into my doghair-friendly clothes I spotted that a sticker on the bra hanger had stuck itself onto my top just near my stomach. I've only gone and wandered round town all day with "matching knickers available" proudly displayed upon my person! Ffs is it really too much to expect that someone could have discreetly told me?

What can I say? We used to have a flasher locally and would walk past him and laugh. (We were very young though.)

I once went for a meal with my boss and I didn't realise that my blouse had unbuttoned when I took off my jacket (it was one of those very soft silk blouses). I had spent the whole meal with my bra becoming more and more revealed during the meal. I did notice him ogling me a bit more than usual but he said nothing.

If a kind waitress had not said anything, I don't know what I would have done. I then told my boss off and he just laughed it off. He thought I did it deliberately! I was mortified.

I was out running errands with my dsis a few months ago. Between one shop and the next I discovered a button on my shirt dress had come undone revealing my substantial breasts. My sister died laughing and I just pray it happened after the lengthy conversation with the lady in the chemist!

It probably didn't.

Sorry.

I walked round the whole of Oxford with my knickers hanging out the leg of my jeans.

cozie - No, he spent the last couple of hours of his shift like it.

Well I suppose that, at the least, he wasn't looking in mirrors much.

I'm not even going to enquire about the background to that, Japan.

When hugely pregnant with DS2 I wore a pleated maternity skirt to work, went to the toilet before school started, walked down the corridor to my classroom (which was full of parents and children and staff) only to hear my colleague (who I've known since I was 14) shout:
"Nice knickers Mrs Lara!"
I'd only walked the length of the corridor with my skirt tucked into my knickers!
Thanks for that!

I lost my floor length skirt in a tube escalator once...I was left in just a belly top, thong and sandals...not my proudest day.

I'm red faced just writing it down

Don't be red-faced.

It could be a 'shining moment' for so many people.

I can't think of anything happening to me, but did have the knickers fall down a leg of a trouser once.

I was once just casully hanging out my window, watching th day go by.
Was top floor tenement flat, when I spotted a guy fast walking along the street with his willy flopping about outside of his trousers.😨

I don't know how he couldn't notice but i seen a lot of nudity from that window

BibbtyBobbityFeckOff hahahahaha funniest thing I've read on this what did you do?

My auntie told me of an incident on a London bus in her youth, where she and a friend gazed in amazement as a beautiful, well-dressed woman's knickers fell down. The woman calmly stepped out of her knickers and waltzed off the bus. Apparently they were awe-struck by rhis level of sang-froid

One of my very attractive female (with massive norks) colleagues once was taking instructions from a male partner at my old firm. She was wearing a tight blouse and a bra that she had just noticed was getting old/too tight. Suddenly in the middle of her taking notes, she heard a 'pop' sound and her front button AND bra burst open. She was basically stripped to the waist.

The male partner, bless his heart, only briefly looked up from his notes and quietly muttered 'Blimey!' before averting his eyes. She made her excuses and ran away to get decent :o

I'm making it sound like law and bad porn flicks go hand in hand, don't I?

As I said. You keep your cool - and hope, afterwards, that it hasn't been misinterpreted.

Well I would be interested in your practice, Farandole.

Sadly I've been doing this job for a long while, and the funny events (which once seemed to happen with alarming pace and regularity) now only take place once in a blue moon.

Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

kay the bloody thing ate it. I was kind of screaming on the floor being dragged towards it. Fortunately someone hit the emergency stop. Unfortunately no one could get it out so I had to leave it behind while they tried to free it. I think I left my dignity there too.

I do tend to intervene on wardrobe malfunctions but that has brought so much joy to so many I feel interference would be a shame

I'm thinking that a thong(s) fastening is something like laces?

Like the back of a corset?

Cleaning tea from a tablet screen is an onerous task.

The knickers in trouser leg (yes left there from previous wearing of trousers - what a skank ) has happened to me.
Was rushing to get changed at gym. Leg wouldn't go through gym trousers. Forced it through and out of the end shot the blockage - yesterday's thong.
That's not the worst of it. It flew through the air and landed IN SOMEONE ELSE'S GYM BAG.
I ran away.

I have to wear blouses for work, which I hate as I'm yet to find one that can contain my boobs. The buttons are always popping open, so I always wear a vest top underneath now. So embarrassing to have a male colleague very sweetly and discreetly point out that my blouse had busted open. Please just let me wear t shirts.