Okay, maybe it's not that extreme, but it was definitely an accident. So, I went on a very long road bike ride this past weekend, and we needed to take our cell phones with us in case of emergencies where we would need to call someone for help or to pick us up. I was wearing spandex, a sports bra, and a tank top. None of these had any pockets. I felt I was at a loss until I remembered I could just stick it in my sports bra. So, that's what I did, and I didn't think about it again until I pulled it out to call my mom when I got to mile 33, which I just love doing - love my mom. Anyway, I pulled out my phone, and when I looked at the screen it was tweaking out. Like, it was switching from many different applications, but most often my camera. So, I just stuck it back in there and then waited to pull it out again until we got back. I turned it off, and then turned it back on, and when I did, it was seemingly fine. So, I called my mom. When I got off the phone with her, I decided I would look through the pictures on my phone since the last application I had seen on was my camera. As I scrolled through the pictures what I saw before me was 120 pictures of my chest. Yes, my bare chest. The last one was a "chest-eye" view of my face as I was pulling the dang phone out of my sports bra. I'm going to go ahead and assume this type of thing would only ever happen to me.
Yesterday, I was wearing a dress that I recently got from a yard sale, and I was in town with my friend about to go to a pizza place. We walked in, and everything was fine. I set down my purse, and got up to get some pizza from the buffet area. When I sat back down in my seat, I realized the whole side of my dress was unzipped, and my whole stomach and part of the top of my underwear were exposed. Well. I guess I made someone's day with that little scene. Both of these were totally accidental, but maybe enough to make me an exhibitionist. On accident. Of course.