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Hanging by a Thread(s) and the Zoolander Miracle

Hello, Dear Readers.

This week I had lots of family in town for my dwarf second cousin’s funeral; it was like a circus, but not because of the dwarf. Various characters stopped by my house to say hello and have a glass of tea.

Yesterday, my aunt and cousin came over with my grandmother. My cousin had never been to my new house, so I gave her a quick tour to show her all the remodeling we’ve completed. When we bought the house six years ago, it was stuck in 1992 with an Asian twist. The countertops were pink tile, and all the walls were pale lavender. The den curtains were the background from Glamour Shots, and statement Oriental wallpaper hung in almost every room. Even the flowers that bloomed that first spring carried on the pink and purple scheme. I admired the previous owner’s dedication and thoroughness, but since I’m not a geisha, I remodeled immediately.

funny blog pic: glamour shots

The former curtains could have doubled as a backdrop for stunning photography.

We talked about the crazy 1992 style, and after I reminded my older, beautiful cousin of when she probably posed for Glamour Shots photos, there was a pause in the conversation. She must have been reflecting on those gorgeous, feathered photographs. Suddenly, my grandmother ended the silence by commanding me, “Show them your underwear, Angela!”

No, she’s not crazy, and I’m not usually an exhibitionist. I knew exactly what underwear she was talking about and why she wanted me to show them. I’ve kept them in a special place for six years now.

You see, I had a potentially severe accident, and the underwear are my proof of the Zoolander Miracle.

funny blog pic: zoolander

In Zoolander, Ben Stiller is a male model whose signature runway move is stripping off his underwear with his pants on.

Five summers ago, my husband and I remodeled the kitchen ourselves when the kids were out of town for a week. We worked our fingers to the bone stripping wallpaper, texturing the walls, and painting. By the end of the week, we were exhausted and very high on paint fumes. The last day, my hubby drove to pick up the kids while I stayed at home to finish painting. I stood on top of the counter and painted over my head while listening to John Mayer for the millionth hour that week.  As everyone came home and walked through the door, I started to climb down from the counter.  I was really tired and light-headed. Unfortunately, I realized too late that had hooked my shorts and underwear on the cabinet knob.

Did I mention that my house was built for tall people?  The upper cabinet is higher than normal on the wall.  As I jumped down, my underwear remained hooked securely on the knob, and I HUNG SUSPENDED BY MY PANTIES FROM THE UPPER CABINET. It was like a scene from a medieval torture chamber — the ultimate wedgie — and all my body weight depended upon a small piece of Victoria’s Secret cloth now harshly pulled into my nether regions where a chastity belt would have been. As my husband and the kids looked on in confusion at mom hanging helplessly with arms flailing, THANK GOD the panties ripped, and I fell to the ground.

All my husband could say was, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”

I looked up with incredulous fear on my face — I was like a ghost across the room watching myself do this — and I pulled a Zoolander.  My husband and the kids were still frozen in the doorway, and as they stood there, I pulled my panties out and off even though my shorts were still on. I tried to explain what had just taken place, but I was shaking from fear at the thought of the damage I’d just inflicted on myself. After a few self-examinations, I found that I was just fine, although I was weak and shaky for about three hours after the adrenaline receded.

We’ve had some good laughs about the incident since then.

I keep the underwear in a special place as a reminder of that miracle, and also because it makes a great ice breaker when new guests visit the house.

“Hey, you want a glass of wine? Oh, and let me show you my underwear!”

*Since you are a treasured guest on my blog, I’ll show you my panties.

funny blog pic: ripped Victoria's Secret Zoolander panties

My young daughter wisely reminded me that things I post will stay on the internet forever, but I uploaded anyway. Also, I staged my fruit bowl to look better even though this is a picture of my ratty underwear.

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  1. Hahhaha that is fantastic. Didn’t you feel like superman? You were flyyyinnngggg!

  2. That. is. amazing.

    I seriously thought that kind of stuff only happened in movies. Also, I did Glamour Shots when I was a kid. I looked FIERCE. And also like I had just used all the hairspray in the entire state of Texas. (That’s a lot of fucking hairspray.)

  3. Thanks for the comments, y’all! from Texas? Me too. And I LOVE me some big hair.

  4. Angela – this post elevates you to the 3rd funniest blog on the web or possibly the 2nd given it was funny AND included a miracle AND referenced Zoolander.

  5. Husband comment: classic!

    The fruit definitely makes that whole scene seem normal… good work.

  6. All my husband could say was, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”

    Thanks, dude. Yeah, I was just playing around.

    That is classic. Ha. Great blog! I love it!

    • Thank you! 🙂

    • I knew a boy in college who plurdoy boasted of this – it was all part of his elaborate laundry avoidance plan. He got 4 days wear out of one pair of drawers, or so he claimed. His schedule went something like this:Day One: wear front side frontDay Two: wear front size backDay Three: Turn *inside out* and wear front side frontDay Four: Still inside out, wear front side backNot surprisingly, he is now a somewhat famous criminal defense attorney. And anytime I see his name in the paper, or read some blurb about him in the alumni magazine all I can think of is his FourDayUnderpantsPlan….

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