Monday, 04 June 2007
Midnight at Walmart
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By Ronni Prior of Rants By Ronni
When costuming a period show, lingerie is frequently an issue. Especially stockings.
You should have seen the spam I got, trying to find a place online to purchase seamed stockings. Boy, was I naive!
Yesterday morning, my son informed me that he needed a long-sleeved black shirt for a theater project, today. Of course. And when I mentioned that I had to go to Walmart after rehearsal (the only place open all night that has any possibility of a long-sleeved black shirt), one of the actresses asked me if I would pick her up a pair of stockings. I said yes.
It's sort of off season for long sleeved shirts at Walmart, so all I could find was this bicycle shirt--slinky spandex. And, while hunting for stockings, I also found a garter belt and stockings to go with that, as well as the "thigh highs" that the actress had requested. I have more faith in a garter belt than the thigh highs that are supposed to stay up by themselves. And, on the way to the register, I bought baby wipes for make-up removal, and a two-pound bag of red licorice sticks.
Standing in line (yes, there's a line. Thirty-five registers they got, and only one open), I got to chatting (like you do) with the lady behind me, and said, "Don't you just hate these emergency trips in the middle of the night?"
Then she and I and the cashier looked long and hard at what I was there getting, on my emergency trip to the store at midnight.
I decided I had best shut up. And I did.
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Comments
Reminds me of the time my ex bought several 44-D bras at the local Woolworths for some hairbrained invention he was working on . That was good for a laugh.
Posted by: Virginia on Jun 4, 2007 11:31:54 AM
That's so funny!
Posted by: kenju on Jun 4, 2007 3:00:52 PM
Funny Funny Funny
I tried those thigh high stockings, thinking I would be free from panty hose but by the time I got to church on Sunday the "thigh highs" were "ankle highs"..they had drooped down around my ankles, so I went in the ladies and stuffed them in my purse
Bah Humbug.
Posted by: Chancy on Jun 4, 2007 4:37:33 PM
Gosh, I must be different but I wear thigh highs every time I am forced to don a skirt and I have never had any trouble with them staying up. Maybe it's the shape of my thighs or something. I swore when I found an alternative to a garter belt that I would never endure such torture again. I threw all girdles and garter belts in the trash. Who knew you could still buy them?
Posted by: Darlene on Jun 4, 2007 6:00:09 PM
Thanks for all the kind words.
I had a pair of thigh-highs become ankle-highs while walking down a city street. I quietly stepped out of my shoes and the offending stockings, put my shoes back on and left the stockings in the middle of the sidewalk.
I had very thin legs at the time.
Posted by: vero on Jun 4, 2007 11:44:20 PM
Yes, thanks for the smiles.
Posted by: Mage on Jun 5, 2007 10:46:39 AM
Wouldn't you love to know what those people in line were thinking and what stories they told, "You won't believe what I saw some woman at Walmart buying at midnight, and she said...."
Posted by: joared on Jun 6, 2007 3:52:39 AM
