Victoria's Not So Secret
I am somewhat modest in my choice of clothing, believing that I can have my own sense of style without needing to have even the imagination showing. In the past I have been incredibly shy and self conscious, but for some reason I have found a new confidence and assurance in who I am since discovering my life on wheels. Not only does this make dealing with the frequent stupid comment easier, but it makes life in general more enjoyable. As a result of the many body changes from my illness, I have needed to purchase multiple wardrobes including undergarments. I made the mistake of purchasing a "7 styles in 1" bra from Victoria's Secret because at the time it was comfortable and seemed highly functional. What I failed to take into consideration was the fact that in order to serve 7 styles, the straps were removable, and that being in a wheelchair my arms, shoulders, and upper body move a lot more than usual. In fact, I can state with documentation that they move enough to cause both bra straps to come unhooked from one of their two fastening locations, causing a bright pink bra strap to dangle out of each of my shirt sleeves for all of the world to see while wheeling in a store. There is no dignified way of dealing with this situation. There is no dignity in this situation. I surrendered and just went for the reach up my sleeve and shove the dangling strap down my back route. There were a few guys who found this process highly entertaining, and I was tempted to collect money for the free show but by that time I was blushing as pink as that blasted bra. Normally I would have ended up humiliated for life and most likely in tears of embarrassment. Now I just ended up laughing hysterically at the entire situation and how I managed to break free of both straps within the same short time period. Apparently Victoria's Secret is not always such a secret...sometimes it is a bright pink flag flapping in the wind out from underneath your T shirt sleeves.
August 22, 2009 at 6:16 PM
I love that you were able to laugh about this and not cry or scream... I don't know what I would of done... but then my kids love to point out that mommy has a squishy belly.... who needs to worry about bra straps when my kids keep me worrying if I can duct tape them in public? :)
August 23, 2009 at 2:48 PM
Teaching summer school, I had a child who was convinced that because my stomach was less than a size 4 flat and firm that I must have a baby inside of it. That was charming to deal with and explain. Cute kid, but at that moment I actually wished she were a little less verbally skilled!
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