The time I flashed the missionaries

When I was on my study abroad to England, I had many, many embarrassing things happen to me. The best one happened on one of our first Sundays there. It was after a group of us had taken a trip to Brighton (to get husbands..) and I had bought this beautiful wrap skirt. (I would post a picture, but there is a reason why I don't have a single picture of me wearing it.) That Sunday, I wore it to church.

Getting to church was a bit of a trek. We had to leave almost 2 hours before we wanted to get there. We had a 45 minute tube ride, with 2 train changes and then a half hour or so walk to the church building. (We could've done it faster, but we were cheap and this way we didn't have to spend any extra cash!)

This was a relatively long trip compared to what I was used to at home.

Well, on these long trips to church I was almost always carrying this tan bag (pictured above). This bad tends to add a large amount of friction to whatever it is touching.

On this particular day, when I was wearing my wrap skirt and carrying this bag, the worst thing happened. Through our walk and tube rides, the bag had been gradually pulling up my skirt. Since it was made with such a light fabric, I hardly noticed anything. We walked into the church building, greeted our friends, shook hands with the many missionaries and walked into the chapel.

Finally someone told me about my skirt!! This adorable black lady came up and put her arm around me and said, "honey, you just flashed the missionaries.."

I was mortified. It was the WORST! I couldn't believe that no one had told me that my ENTIRE leg was showing because my skirt was hiked up so high!

This honestly might be one of my most embarrassing moments. But I will never forget that funny lady with her awesome accent calmly telling me about my skirt.

Poor, poor Elders.