One of the more famous shots...she makes it look so fun...with this coy look as if to say "whoops...I can't believe this happened...". At least she still looks beautiful and sexy...let me tell you how this really happens...in reality...
You are walking down a crowded, D.C. street on a muggy Saturday. Just finished some shopping so your hands are full. You look around...taking in all the sights and sounds...you glance in at the restaurant you are passing filled with customers all escaping the heat for an afternoon snack...when all of a sudden....WHOOOOOSH...suddenly an enormous gust of air rushes up from a vent that you didn't know you were walking on and instead of people...and the restaurant...all you see is the hem of your skirt.
You try not panic and make more of a scene...even though the thought of your frilly unmentionables on display for all to see consumes your thoughts. You speed up and try to make it past the vent only to find that the vent goes on for half a block! You try to push your skirt down...sadly it won't stay down because of the constant whips of air escaping the vents below...let alone the fact that your hands are full from the days activities. Finally you get your senses together and realize that if you merely take one step to the left you will no longer be standing over the vent. You try to go on walking as normal...fight the urge to put your head down and escape the scene of your embarrassing display...maybe even chuckle a bit to act like it was no big deal... you have to hold on to the shreds of dignity you have left.
Now this experience...purely fictional...taught me a few valuable lessons:
- When walking down a street in D.C. PAY ATTENTION...you never know what exciting situations may confront you!
- Put weights in the hem of your skirts...
- Wear very large sunglasses so people can't actually see your face and be able to identify you later as the flasher...
- Last but not least...even though my good friend Marilyn could pull it off...she had a crew setting things up to make everything perfect...REALITY...where there are no crews preparing us for such situations is UGLY...you can even ask those poor people in the restaurant.
2 comments:
Oh would I love to be a mouse in your pocket...or rather a fly on the restaurant window...such wonderful adventures - I love hearing about them!!! I love you!
Something tells me this story was NOT fictional. The details are too good. Darling Whitney, I'm sorry and I wish I could have been there. Bless you.
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