Ho, shame, eh?
By Star-Bulletin Staff
Oh, that? It's all part of the routine
Susan Taylor of Waipahu claims to have made a career out of making A. Here's what she calls one of her more memorable - or is that forgettable - moments: "From junior high on, I constantly seemed to be embarrassing myself. I've left bathrooms with toilet paper streamers attached to my shoes. I've left the house for school with my little girl baby doll pajama bottoms still on under my dress.
"While I was on tour with a junior-college dance group, our first show was in Casper, Wyo., hometown to one of our members who wanted a perfect performance. For one of the numbers, the girls wore floor-length skirts. I had trouble keeping mine in place as it was a bit loose.
"I decided to do away with the fasteners and just pin it to fit. Just before our ending pose to "Golden Slippers" my partner stepped on my skirt, the pin flew out and my skirt was in a heap down around my ankles!
"I froze for a moment, and then stepped out of the skirt, picked it up and threw it over my shoulder. As we exited the stage, I was hoping that maybe the audience would assume the incident had been choreographed and prayed desperately that I had on my new pair of bloomers and NOT the old ones full of holes."
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