You Wore What?

Well, They Looked Good on Errol Flynn

By Jeff Salter

We’re talking about wardrobe malfunctions this week… and I’ve previously posted one of the more embarrassing ones I’ve ever been connected with.
https://fourfoxesonehound.wordpress.com/2014/02/06/something-really-embarrassing/

Beyond that, I have the usual assortment of times when I’ve been embarrassed by an undetected dryer sheet emerging from my shirt sleeve (in a library staff meeting) or from my pants cuff (in a Sunday School class). But I can’t recall any really bad experiences when my wardrobe actually malfunctioned.

Well, there was this one time…

Again, this is not a malfunction of wardrobe… so much as it’s my embarrassment because of wardrobe. Subtle difference.

This occurred in my senior year of high school. I’d been in three play productions by that point and we were preparing for my fourth — Sandy Wilson’s The Boyfriend. In one scene of that play [as Tony] I portrayed the character Pierrot, whose costume featured white tights. Yeah, tights… just like Rudolph Nureyev and those other ballet guys. The drama teacher, Mrs. Judy Lacour, purchased the tights and evidently wanted to double her value… because I also wore them (as one of two delegates from the Thespian Society) as part of my costume to the school’s Carnival Ball. Jennifer McWilliams was the Calico Cat and I was the Gingham Dog.

Errol-Flynn-1

So, anyway, back to the tights. Shortly after Mrs. Lacour received them, she reached me somehow during a vacant period at school [not sure how that worked out]. She and a female classmate, who was the play’s wardrobe mistress, needed to establish whether those tights fit me or not.

“Well, I’m pretty sure they’ll fit,” I said.

“You’d better try them on,” replied the teacher. “If they’re too large or too small, we’ll need time to replace them.” [In 1968, in small town Louisiana, you didn’t buy men’s tights off the shelf — they had to be ordered from somewhere.]

She had a point, but I still wasn’t keen on modeling tights in front of my teacher and a female fellow student. But, as a good trouper, I knew the show must go on — so I obeyed . I think I used the Drama Department’s tiny costume room to shrug out of my jeans and pour myself into those tights. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why they’re called tights.

Well, as some of you may know, when those ballet guys wear tights, they also have a cup or a codpiece… if you know what I mean. I didn’t even have a jock strap [I mean, who carries a jock around all day?]. Noticing the material of those tights was rather thin – not truly opaque, but you could definitely tell what was beneath them – I rethought the modeling portion of my assignment.

Outside the door, my teacher and the wardrobe mistress were waiting… likely wondering what was taking so long. I mean, shucking jeans and pulling on tights ought to take just a couple of moments. Well, I had a big decision to make: which would look worse? My skivvies clearly in evidence beneath those tights? Or going au naturel and whatever I carried below my belt would be in clear view?

Either way was extremely embarrassing.

I decided to go WITH the skivvies… fully realizing tights look patently ridiculous with Hanes briefs underneath them.

So I stepped out into the hallway, where the teacher and wardrobe mistress were waiting to assess how well these tights fit me. Fortunately the hall was otherwise empty — no class changes for several more minutes. “This is embarrassing,” I said plaintively. “I don’t think anybody else in this school is supposed to know that I wear Size 30 Hanes.” [I had a slender waist back then.]

Well, the brief inspection – pun intended – complete, my teacher released me to return to the tiny room and change back into my jeans. Whew. And, yes — the tights did fit. I wore them for the Carnival Ball and for all of the play’s performances.

So, even though that’s not a malfunction per se, it surely represents an embarrassing wardrobe situation.

Question:

Have YOU ever had an embarrassing moment regarding your clothing?

[JLS # 291]

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About jeff7salter

Currently writing romantic comedy, screwball comedy, and romantic suspense. Twelve completed novels and five completed novellas. Working with three royalty publishers: Clean Reads, Dingbat Publishing, & TouchPoint Press/Romance. "Size Matters" -- Oct. 2016 "The Duchess of Earl" -- Jul. 2016 "Stuck on Cloud Eight" -- Nov. 2015, "Pleased to Meet Me" (novella) -- Oct. 2015, "One Simple Favor" (novella) -- May 2015, "The Ghostess & MISTER Muir" -- Oct. 2014, "Scratching the Seven-Month Itch" -- Sept. 2014, "Hid Wounded Reb" -- Aug. 2014, "Don't Bet On It" (novella) -- April 2014, "Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold -- Dec. 2013, "Echo Taps" (novella) -- June 2013, "Called To Arms Again" -- (a tribute to the greatest generation) -- May 2013, "Rescued By That New Guy in Town" -- Oct. 2012, "The Overnighter's Secrets" -- May 2012. Co-authored two non-fiction books about librarianship (with a royalty publisher), a chapter in another book, and an article in a specialty encyclopedia. Plus several library-related articles and reviews. Also published some 120 poems, about 150 bylined newspaper articles, and some 100 bylined photos. Worked about 30 years in librarianship. Formerly newspaper editor and photo-journalist. Decorated veteran of U.S. Air Force (including a remote ‘tour’ of duty in the Arctic … at Thule AB in N.W. Greenland). Married; father of two; grandfather of six.
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9 Responses to You Wore What?

  1. Patricia Kiyono says:

    As a former costume mistress, I am SO glad you chose to keep your briefs on! Good call. Yes, theater presents a huge opportunity for wardrobe malfunctions! I never participated ON stage, but sitting in the orchestra pit I witnessed a few slip-ups (or slip-OFFS), and as a theater mom I spent several performances backstage with a needle and thread – just in case.

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  2. I consider that a definite wardrobe malfunction!
    (Good choice with a picture of Ol’ Errol, but frankly,I would have at least used Mikhail Baryshnikov as the ballet example for yourself!)
    Reminds me of when Saturday Night Fever came out .My sister and I started working for a young man we had known for years who took over his father’s business.He came out of the restroom after changing into a Travolta-esque white suit and it was all we could do to keep straight faces… the material in the pants was quite thin and the man had on boxers! It killed the whole ‘cool’ effect he though he had going on.

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  3. jbrayweber says:

    Reminds me of Mel Brooks’ Men In Tights. 😉
    I’m a girl, so, yeah, I’ve had plenty of wardrobe malfunctions. None I care to revisit.

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    • jeff7salter says:

      aw… tell us

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      • jbrayweber says:

        Accidents, flashes, and the like.
        I will say that I had a tiny mishap on my wedding day. Hubby and I were running through the birdseed (instead of rice) being thrown at us as we were leaving the reception. To keep from tripping over my dress as we ran through the seed being lobbed (not gently tossed, the comedians) I had hiked up my wedding dress…too far…all the way up to my garter. The photographer captured that moment just right. Haha!

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