Me, My
House
& I

Episode 18: A Bra Too Far

This episode for me, was inspired by something that happened to me in my own life - something I think every woman has either had happen, or knew someone who it happened to.

I was at a Film Festival party a few years back and ended up talking to a couple directors and producers. Naturally, I wanted to make the best possible impression, because hey, maybe they would remember me and say things like "That Brigitte, she's swell. Based on the way she can eat shrimp and hold her wine glass, I think we should hire her for the lead in the new cop series'".

So, there I was chatting them up. We were laughing and having a great time, when I thought now would be a good time to go to the ladies room. This would give them a chance to talk amongst themselves and confirm their own astute casting abilities.

Smiling to myself, I walked to the washroom. Pushing the door of a stall open, I looked down and saw something vaguely familiar peeking out from the bottom of my very saucy beige and brown slacks.

The hot pink lace gotch that I had purchased from a certain Ms. Victoria, were no longer a secret. There they were, hanging on to my ankle like some drunken lout begging for another chance. During the last tumble in the dryer, the stowaway's had hid somewhere inside the left leg of my slacks, and chose this opportune moment to exit and explore the world.

I chose to hang out in the bathroom and bum smokes and booze until the party was almost over.

Years later, rather than dwell on the horror of that moment in silent suffering, I thought it would be best to purge the memory of it by putting it on the screen. I mean, everyone's had one of these moments…..right?