Paper trail

A young diva, who could have easily passed for a  Kardashian, had a two-hour layover at LAX. She comfortably waltzed around the Los Angeles airport with her Christian Louboutin booties, a Chanel shoulder bag and a rock the size of Jupiter.

Her picture-perfect curls lasted the entire five-hour flight.

Jeans skin tight. Black was a good color on her.

Of course, after exiting the plane, her first stop was the bathroom. She spent some time in there – using the washroom, washing off germs and touching up her makeup.

Her next stop was the food court. As she decided between soup, a sandwich or pizza… she noticed people staring at her. She enjoyed the attention.

“Must be because I’m wearing my sunglasses that even more people think I’m a celebrity,” she thought. “They’re trying to figure out who I am.”

As she stood in line, an older man struck up a conversation.

The line behind her grew. Travelers walking by, people in line and others sitting down eating continued to stare.

She carried on flirting with the man until a teenager came running up to her.

“Ha. He wants an autograph,” she thought.

Teenager: “Excuse me, miss…”

Diva: Smiling… “Yes, honey?”

Teenager: “I just wanted to let you know that you have a trail of toilet paper sticking out of your jeans.”

There it was. A trail the length of about 19-square-sheets of toilet paper. One end was stuck into the back left corner of her jeans. The other end was sweeping the ground, catching all kinds of filth roaming the LAX floors.

 

Bridgette Raes of New York, Style expert, blogger at bridgetteraes.com and author of Style Rx: Dressing the Body You Have to Create the Body You Want

Sometimes people are so consumed with themselves, they’re not aware of what’s going on around them, Bridgette said. But regardless of personality, accidents happen.

“It will happen… it’s bound to happen,” she said. “We all have those stories when we’re walking down the street with our zippers down. Using this woman as an example, sometimes it brings us back to reality.”

Bridgette’s advice:

“After you go to the bathroom – take a look and make sure you didn’t tuck your shirt or dress into your pants or leggings, your zipper isn’t down or that toilet paper isn’t stuck to your shoe,” she suggested. “Still, no matter how mindful we are, things happen. And when it does happen, just remember that we’re human. We’ve all been there, and we have to be willing to laugh at ourselves.”

 

Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this short story, excluding interviews, are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.