Embarrassing girl moments

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sigh... conform or die.

Usually, I like dressing and grooming in a classically feminine way, but I hate the knowledge that if I ever want to take a vacation from it I'll be penalized.

I never shave under my arms or shave my legs or pluck my eyebrows. To the best of my knowledge, not many people have said anything about it. If they did, they would be the ones with the problem.

Once after swimming in the pool at the YMCA where I live, I went into the hallway leading to the guys' locker room by accidnet, in my skimpy bathing suit that was too baggy and hanging off me, looking odd, dripping water all over the floor. A guy stopped and looked at me funny. I relized after I had gone a little ways in that I had forgotten my clothes in the pool room. Back in, past the lifeguard, to the other side where the women's locker room was. A sort of walk of shame, though it was very minor.

I have so many.

This is the worst...
When I was working, one day I was doing go-backs (putting stray objects back where they belong) it happened. I was deeply engrossed in what I was doing, and out of nowhere a customer tapped me on the shoulder (scaring the hell out of me) and informed me that I appeared to be bleeding profusely. Down my legs. Wouldn't you know it- this was the only time I had ever worn shorts to work. (The loose fitting Dickies variety.) It was awful. It looked like a horror movie. I was just so embarrassed that I had been walking around like this for god-only-knows how long. The worst part was, I tried getting to the employee's washroom, and the whole store went crazy. I kept being paged to come up front and cashier, and every two steps people were stopping me and asking typical customer questions. Then noticing the blood trail. To make matters worse, when I FINALLY got to the washroom, there were no tampons in the dispenser! I had to call my boss (not on the intercom, lol) to help me out. Then she asked me how I could possibly not have noticed it. I didn't know.

That was one of those many times I feigned illness and went home early. Thank goodness I had the next couple of days off, because I couldn't even fathom going back in there afterwards. Forever afterwards I was paranoid that everybody knew about it.

I shave under my arms - after all a hairy arm pit can hold up to 10 times more odor causing bacteria than a shaved one, Not to mention the additional sweat it holds in there.

Never even considering doing anything with my eyebrows. I get a lot of comments on my eyelashes though. But again that's just the way they were - I'd much prefer them to be shorter so my glasses wouldn't get all smeared up.


I shave my lower legs but only because I have large patches where no hair grows so it looks quite ridiculous if I don't. I don't have any hair on the upper legs to shave off but if i did I probably wouldn't because who is going to be seeing that anyway

I don't have smelly underarms because I use roll-on deodorant and I also bathe every day. So e people who shave their pits are still quite smelly because they don't use effective deodorants.

That story about the blood running down the legs is a bit like when I was having adult aspie's support meetings at home. One night, I had been sitting for a long time and then had to have a wee.

When I got up, something started running down my leg. Nobody noticed (as far as I know) but there was blood everywhere and I had to clean myself up as best I could.
"Flooding" can happen suddenly and unexpectedly and it would certainly be so embarrassing if it happened in a public place.

When I was 12, I was having physical lesson in the school yard. The teacher made us play a very funny game. I was looking at my friends playing the game first, and waiting for my turn. But they were looking very awkward and funny that I could not help laughing. Plus the excitement in me, I started to pee. I was wearing dark yellow pants, so my classmates behind realized and they whispered "oh, her pants are wet, i can't believe it"
Last year, I was in the same room with a boy. We were talking and I farted. It must have stinked, his facial expression is like "ugh, that's disgusting".