The Day My Mom Crawled Under the Dressing Room Door: A Tale of Embarrassment in the Fitting Room

My mom insisted on seeing what I bought for clothes to make sure they weren’t too baggy until I went to college.

When I was 17, we were buying jeans and when I wouldn’t do a fashion show for her for every pair of pants, she crawled her 58 y.o. self under the door of the dressing room where I was trying them on.

I’m a guy, and the dressing room had a line out the door. Everybody saw. Everybody heard.