Skirt riding up
Swinging Sixties / Seventies
This post was prompted by Happylady 's post about naked ladies at the bus stop. http://personapaper.com/article/38704-the-naked-ladies-at-the-bus-stop.
Thought I looked So Good
Many years ago, not long after I got married and started my first job, I had a favourite Kaftan that I loved wearing. A kaftan is just a loose tunic or robe but being just past the end of the swinging sixties, it was mini length! I also had a mock suede jacket my father had given me, with mock sheepskin on the inside. The two looked as if they would go well together and so I wore them to work. Now really, a Kaftan was NOT a really suitable piece of attire for the office I worked in - which was pretty traditional but no one was going to tell me that were they?
Lunchtime in Belfast
My Kaftan was mini length and made of thin cotton and it was cool at lunchtime when I went out for a walk round the shops, so I wore my jacket as well. I walked down the street feeling like the bee's knees!
She Whispered In My Ear
That was, until a random woman shopper whispered in my ear, "Scuse me luv, did you know your knickers is showing?" The jacket was pulling the thin material of the kaftan upwards. After that, I walked around Belfast, constantly pulling my kaftan downwards. Quite spoiled my walk!
Never wore it again
I could never wear that Kaftan again
I told that story at my retirement "do", at which I was wearing a classy long black dress and jacket. But as I finished the story, I turned around, to show that the dress had a long slit up the back! Maybe I hadn't learned as much as I thought I had!
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Image Credit » https://pixabay.com/en/women-latin-peruvian-brunette-931041/ by peggycastro0