I've been sorely neglecting the blog lately, life has been pretty busy. A big, big event at work that I was organizing just happened last week, and I breathe a pretty massive sigh of relief that it's over, and nothing exploded.
Although, I did have one really good embarrassing moment. We had our event in the roof salon of a very swank hotel. The room has an outdoor patio adjacent. Some guests were outside when I got word that the coat check was closing up shop, so I opened the door and stuck my head out to let them know. Unbeknownst to me, a thread from my dress (OF COURSE, exactly at the epicentre of my boob) got caught on the door frame, and when I tried to back into the room I was suddenly blocking the doorway with a 2 foot long thread connecting the door frame to my left boob. I had to un-hook myself from the door to let them back in. Fuck! Dress somewhat ruined - big run now across one half of the chest.
Oh boobs, sometimes you are just a pain in the ass. Sometimes.
That sounds like something out of a sitcom, like 'That 70's show' or something. Glad nothing exploded during the event you organized...uh, except the boobage and dressage!
Posted by: queen lisa of montreal | June 05, 2009 at 04:26 AM