My grandma likes to tell the story about the time when she was a teenager and she walked all the way down the aisle of the church on Sunday and sat down in the pew, just to hear the squeak of her rubber girdle rubbing up against the wood. Yup, she’d walked down that whole aisle with her skirt tucked into her girdle.…

As someone who wears skirts very often, the skirt one is my biggest fear. I actually saw it happen to a girl at a wedding a few weeks ago. She wanted to die. I wanted to die on her behalf. We were all mortified.