About a year after I had my son Joshua, I had finally lost all the weight I gained while being pregnant. To celebrate that last 10 pounds, I went shopping. The following Sunday I pulled out the new skirt I had purchased and I smiled as I put it on.
After years of living with my grandma, I had her speech about wearing slips under your skirts or dresses burned in my brain. She told us many times how it was unacceptable not to wear one so I smiled because the skirt bought was lined with a nice silky type material. It was a built-in slip! Grandma would be so proud!
As I bent down to pick him up, instead of laughing I heard gasps. Something had obviously happen and I had missed it. Dang!
I took my seat in the back with Josh on my lap and this time when my friend whispered in my ear she said "All your buttons are undone except the one at the top....Why weren't you wearing a slip?!" I didn't quite understand until a few seconds later she whispered; "Honey, you just mooned the entire Relief Society" and started laughing. I never wore that dang skirt again. Obviously.