My funniest (or most embarrassing) moment would have to be the Sunday I had a date for dinner. We met at the Sunset Casino. I was wearing a brand new bright orange pantsuit that was quite stylish if I must say so myself. The jacket was very long, nearly to my knees, like the old Neru jackets. It had gold spangles from the pockets and collar. The slacks were tailored. I wore backless, toeless clear 2 inch heels with orange and gold trim, and gold jewelry. My date commented on how beautiful I looked and we went in to dinner. Near the end of dinner I felt really weird and got up to go to the restroom, I made it to the outer door before all hell broke lose.(so to speak) My slacks were ruined and I was trying to wash them in the toilet along with my underwear. It took me quite awhile and my date sent someone in to see if I was alright or even still there I guess. Talk about embarassed. Well to make a long story short, I walked out of that restroom, my head held high, wearing wet undies, the slacks I threw away so as not to have to carry them and that long jacket that almost came to my knees. He looked at me quizingly as if he noticed something was missing but wasn't quite sure. I headed for the door, my car and home. My pulse was pounding and I was in the midst of an anxiety attack and there I was laughing my butt off wondering what I'd have done if not for that long camouflageing jacket??