Please tell me this has happened to you

You know how they say that a butterfly flapping its wings in Canada can cause a tsunami in Japan or whatever?  (I'm pretty sure Ashton Kutcher said this.)  Well I totally had one of those days.  It all started with a misaligned lid on my afternoon mochaccino.  It bugs me when the mouth spout of the lid opens over the seam of the cup, so I tried to swivel it around.  Unfortunately the lid was on tighter than I thought, and my hands fumbled.  On any other day, with my usual reflexes, the cup and its foamy contents would have dropped to the ground.  Today though, I was like a ninja -- I caught the cup alright, but upside down.  I looked like the victim of a drive-by wet T-shirt contest.

I stood there a minute letting what had happened sink in.  I mean literally -- my bra was acting as a giant DD-cup sponge.  I didn't have time to go home and change before choir practice, so I came up with a game plan.  Hop on the subway and hit up Walmart for a fresh set of clothes.  It's right next to where we rehearse, and I only would only have to sit in my own mess for a few subway stops.  Off I went.

Once in the store I made a beeline for the clearance rack.  Why spend more than necessary, right?  I grabbed pants and a hoodie and damn near sprinted to the checkout line.  From there it was straight to the rehearsal space to change in a bathroom stall.  (I considered changing in the mall bathroom, but the thought of accidentally putting my bare foot on the floor of the Dufferin mall ladies room was just too much.)

After a quick change and an attempt at wringing out my unmentionables, I felt a million times better.  Or... at least up until I caught my own reflection.  What the hell was I wearing??  Picture if you will the following outfit, from the bottom up.

• Brown dress shoes.  Cute on their own or with the dress I wore to work, but add to that...
• Blue-grey spandex yoga pants with a flaming red-patterned waistband.  Now top it off with...
• A slouchy, horizontal-striped hoodie with neon coral and white.

I knew in an instant that I looked like a total fashion victim, but it wasn't until I put my glasses back on that I realized who I looked like...

I was definitely not the only person to notice -- the jokes went on all night.  I'm able to laugh at myself so it's no big deal.  But I'm mad I didn't think to pick out something I might actually wear again!  Seriously, anything would have been more flattering than that hoodie.  I plan on 'accidentally' leaving it at the cottage on my next trip.

Unless someone wants it for Halloween.