Example: the time last month I tried some clothes on at a store. Spent the rest of the day with the zip of my pants undone. Fairly standard, happens to everyone.
Getting out of the car after running quite a few errands. Notice I have my slippers on.
Friend of mine, a very beautiful woman with a glorious figure, once walked many, many blocks of Yonge Street (a slightly raunchy street in Toronto) with the buckle of her fancy, rather gaudy belt entirely undone, the shiny parts of it bobbing and flashing in the sun. She didn’t notice until she was back home. Continue reading