Embarrassing (Link up with A Blonde Ambition)

 

 

I'm going to link up with A Blonde Ambition today for Confessional Friday, to talk about embarrassing moments. 

 

Because let's face it: my life is full of embarrassing moments.

 

I could tell you about the time I wiped out in front of an entire restaurant patio - like there was no way to miss me getting my shoe caught in the wood and taking an entire table down with me.

 

Or I could tell you about the time I started sobbing uncontrollably in my Public Speaking class in college because I was so moved by a classmate's "persuasive speech".

 

Or I could tell you about how I ripped the seam of the backside of my pants at work one day and wasn't aware of it for several hours.

 

But I will take it a little further back and tell you about the most embarrassing moment of my life.

 

And for that? my friends, we must go back and visit 12 year old Whitney.

 

Something you may or may not (most likely may not) know about me is that I took classical ballet for 11 years.

 

During one of those years I played a dual part in my dance academy's version of The Nutcracker.  I played an angel AND an Arabian.  That's called talent in case you were wondering.

 

Well, I had exactly 46 seconds for a costume change and - let me just tell you - going from an ethereal angel costume to a flashy Arabian dancer costume in 46 seconds is no small feat.

 

Well dress rehearsal and performances 1, 2, and 3 went off without a hitch.  But then came performance 4.  Oh, performance 4.

 

My dresser that was supposed to be helping me change was nowhere to be found and - being the on-my-feet thinker that I am - decided that I had to freak out instead of just start to change myself.  I probably spent 15 seconds of my precious 46 absolutely losing it.  Then I snapped into it and started changing, but the 15 second freak out sesh had cost me.  And I ended up performing an elaborate Arabian dance with no bloomers on under my very see-through pants.

 

Thankfully I also had tights on and I hit puberty very late in life, if you catch my drift, so nothing was exposed.  I was not the first 12 year old ballerina porn star.  But it will always and forevermore go down as the most embarrassing moment of my life.

 

And now it is on the Internet for everyone (or just my mom) to see!