Installment 1 (a shorty but a goody):
During my high school years I was part of a travelling singing ensemble called Reflections. It was comprised of a group of girls (nearly all of them in the same grade as me) and met a few times a week for rehearsals and performed a few Sundays each month at area churches.
One of the "best" parts of being in ensemble was the super cool new outfits we were given to perform in (and when I say super cool I mean utterly horrendous even for 1995). Here is a picture of a similar dress--basically a maroon potato sack with long sleeves and the ultra-flattering t-length design...yikes.The day after Mrs. Fuller, our director, had taken our measurements we had rehearsal. I was running a little late and got there after everyone else and when I entered the room my teacher was staring at me as if she were aghast--I figured this meant I was in trouble for being late--I can only wish that were the case... She continued to stare, eyes popping out of her head, mouth agape, until she proclaimed loudly and in front of all my peers--
"WHOA! Michelle! I better recheck your measurements--it looks like I should have ordered you a MUCH bigger size!"
This still evokes an internal CRINGE to this day...Fortunately no one commented on her outburst but I was mortified! Thanks Mrs. Fuller, public humiliation is always the gift that keeps on giving!
5 comments:
Sounds like Mrs.Fuller :)
OH. MY. GOODNESS.
...that's amazing. In a HORRENDOUS, train-wreck, sorta way. Wow. Would you *ever* say that to someone??!? And to especially to someone in highschool bc it is such a self-confident, non-impressionable time of our lives :)
...speaking of highschool, did you ever watch the TV show "My So Called Life"? I *loved* that show and was kinda ecstatic to find some episodes online at abc.com...! Claire Danes will sympathize with your highschool trauma.... :)
Much love to my LOVELY and BEAUTY-FULL friend Michelle... !!
That's okay Michelle. Today Anna said to me, "Breezy, your boobs are big!", and before I could recover from that comment, she goes "But your butt is bigger." The worst part is that she said it in total sincerity!
On a completely unrelated note, I joined Weight Watchers today...
Oh my. I have a good one from a few weeks back. We were visiting my parent's church at Thanksgiving and I had Leah in my arms. Leah was all of 6 weeks old. I'll admit. The "baby" weight has seemingly pulled up a comfy seat and decided to stick around for awhile.
I digress.
An older woman walked up and Janet and I were introducing ourselves. She turned to me and asked when I was due. No lie. There I am, feeling all fat, with my NEWBORN in my arms... "My goodness, when are YOU due???"
In her defense, she has some, um, "issues".
Oh my gosh, I think I remember that- how horribly Maxine of her.
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