Wardrobe Malfunction: Shopping With Toddler
January 14, 2015
Obviously, this is never going to be a wholly satisfying or
relaxing experience but quite often, it’s either drag the little ones along or
wait weeks for some alone time that you haven’t already got earmarked for some
other self-indulgent activity like the dentist, physio or waxer.
This is Miss L and I at our local Kmart. Note the sultanas on
the floor.
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| That striped dress will feature in a future post. It is actually hanging up. |
Yes I picked them up. As I did the further half a box that were upended in the change rooms at Target.
I’m wearing a Suzanne Grae zip front top from Savers, my best ever
pair of dark skinny jeans I bought at Harris Scarfe about four years ago and some jazzy new
sparkly silver ballet flats that my sister-in-law gave me.
(That mark is on the mirror, not my pants)
Pretty practical, right?
Wrong!
So we’re standing in the queue at Target and Miss L suddenly
cries “Zip!”, leans forward and gives mine a healthy tug downwards. Guess who
wasn’t wearing any form of singlet or top underneath?
By comedic coincidence, she has also managed to snag some of
the fabric so the zip gets stuck. As I stand in line simultaneously trying to
protect my decency and spare others the sight of my daggy old bra while also using both hands to yank the zip up, she happily
sprinkles a few more sultanas around the place.
These I did not pick up. I’m sorry.
These I did not pick up. I’m sorry.
Finally, by pulling the zip down even further, I manage to
free the fabric and then restore the zipper to its rightful place. As Miss L started up an increasingly demanding alternating request for either dummy or
bottle, I managed to complete my transaction (ironically for some new bras to replace the current one) and get out before suffering any
further humiliation.
Have you suffered any kid-related wardrobe malfunctions in public?
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