The good news is—are: You learn that you have friends who:
- have sharp eyes and care about you enough to break it to you gently;
- will say all the right words to console you;
- will surprise you with an unexpected response like laugh at the situation and encourage you to look at the brighter side of things; and
- will give you special treatment and be kind to you when surely they'd be snarkier if it happened to a non-friend.
On the darker side of things, I can't help but ponder the sheer stupidity of it all. How can I be trusted then with the bigger things, like raising a child or running a project when I overlook my, well, look?
But then maybe I shouldn't be too hard on myself. Lesson noted. Check the mirror with the lights on before leaving the house.
When I got home, I took off my blouse and impulse and curiosity made me put it on again a la Comme des Garçons. Well, it wasn't that bad, I thought and started giggling. Yeah I can see it. Pretty funny, majorly embarrassing.