Warning: For girls eyes only. The boys can take a peek if they like, but this involves Mwaura so…
I like extremes. My dream car either has to be superbig or supertiny. And other things. My skirts are either really short or really long. Mostly really long, short ones are for indoors, for his eyes only.
So here’s what happened. I had a little accident.
Now let me first expalin that I have never had an accident. Not in all my 16+ years of white-skirting. So this is beyond embarassing.
And then, I had it at work. Not in school, or in the esto, or in the dark, but right here, at work. And just after I had walked up and down the corridor, in full view of like six clients, giving a presentation to the boss. **shudder**
Today I am wearing this billowing pale-blue layered skirt with lots of gathers and faux pleats. It runs right down to my ankle, and I’m wearing it with a pretty blue t-shirt. I like t-shirts. I like monochromes more. It’s got an elastic waist, so no actual seams, but it’s made of like 6 metres of fabric, so you can see the joints if you know where to look.
So when I was alerted to my accident I was annoyed, mortified, stumped…it was suggested I turn the skirt and address said issue. Okay. So a pretended curtsy gave me an excuse to hold the skirt, and keep holding it as I glided into seclusion.
The first idea was to somehow drape my leso around said accident. I always keep one in the office – for AC wars. My officemates prefer to keep it fixed at 16 degrees, and I got tired of yelling, so when it gets too cold, I just cover up. The said leso is blue as well, with some black, so I could probably tie it into some kind of gipsy sash. Lakini that would only draw attention to the crash site, and that’s the last thing I wanted to do.
Then I thought of washing but we don’t have those air-hand-dryer thingimies, and walking around with a wet patch on my skirt would be like walking around with a ‘Kick me’ sign.
Then I got it. Light bulb idea. Just pin the fabric together! It would look like another faux pleat. Yay! Except I couldn’t find any pins, and I couldn’t bare to walk across the corridor again to the staitionery office.
Solution? A stapler!! Quick n easy. Made a nice neat staple-pleat around said area and hey presto! Problem solved! Now to find some plugs…