Tuesday 4th March – the dress was too revealing (a couple of summers ago)

In the time that I've been wearing revealing clothing (which is now many years) I've never really had any trouble. There's been the odd time when I've had some unwelcome attention from drunken blokes, but nothing that moving away or leaving hasn't solved and nothing that doesn't happen to everyone else. However, I've had more than a few occasions when I've chosen to wear something which I've later regretted.

One such event:

A couple of years ago I went out for a meal with Husband and I was wearing a long flesh coloured dress without any underwear. I'd bought it that day because it was very thin and clingy and thought it would be great to wear without anything under it. I hadn't tried it on in the shop and the first time I put it on was when I was getting dressed to go out. The combination of the thin, fabric it was made of which sort of contoured itself to every part of my body, and the flesh colour meant that even though it showed pretty much no actual flesh, (almost to the floor and ¾ sleeves) it was extremely revealing. Far more so than I’d expected. I enjoy wearing clothes that leave people wondering what I might be wearing underneath, but this dress left no doubt that I wasn't wearing any underwear. I almost looked naked.

I asked Husband what he thought and he was very unsure about it. Which, even though he’s normally more cautious than me, was quite unusual; he leaves it to me to decide what I wear and relies on me getting it right. I tried tights without knicker, but felt so disappointed because I’d been looking forward to wearing it and also, wanted to be brave. I was so keen to wear it; I decided to go for it.

I wore knickers for the drive to Didsbury and slipped them off in the car just as we were parking up and shoved them in the glove box.

Almost as soon as I was out of the car I was feeling quite self conscious. Where the dress wasn't clinging to me it was blowing against my legs and I repeatedly had to pull it out from between my legs. My nipples really showed through which is something I don’t usually mind, but they somehow seemed extra visible that day. Most people we walked past gave me a double take and I was feeling a little more than uncomfortable. I didn’t even have a cardigan with me to hold to cover up a bit. I couldn't wait to get to the restaurant so I could set down and become less visible.

Things improved once we were in and I was sitting down out of the way and it was dark by the time we left to walk back to the car.

In the end, I feel that the dress was just that bit too revealing for where we were going. It was just too obvious I was naked under it and I didn't have the right accessories with me to help. It caused us both some embarrassment.

I have worn the dress a few times since (without underwear) but have always had a jacket with me and a bigger handbag!