I was with my husband at a company Christmas party. We were in this bar in Pittsburgh, that over looked The Point, on the 3 rivers.
Well.... during dinner, I leaned forward to say something to one of his coworkers and her husband, and dipped my left boob into my spaghetti sauce. It was dark in the restaurant, and my dress was about the same color, so no one really noticed. lol
Then... I needed to "powder my nose". So, I go up the stairs into the ladies' room. All was okay until I had to pull up my pantyhose. I got my bracelet caught in the waistband and couldn't see (between the poor lighting and the alcohol) to get it undone.
I eventually got my arm out of the bracelet, and then got the bracelet off my pantyhose. I just couldn't get the bracelet back on. So, I headed back downstairs and told my husband what happened.
Naturally, everyone in our party heard me and they all started laughing. My husband was laughing too hard to help me get my bracelet back on. So, one of his coworkers said "Here... I'll do it."
Well... he kept trying to fasten it wrong. (He was 3 sheets to the wind at this point, too.) I said "No John! You're doing it all wrong!!" He said "Gee... if I had a nickel for every time I heard that, I'd be a very wealthy man indeed!"
There was one other time I got really wasted.... but that's another story for another time. Just suffice it to say, that's one Styx concert I'll NEVER forget! lol