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While waiting I peeked out, the room was filing up, both sides of the runway had several rows of chairs. I noticed several videographers setting up their lighting near the end of the runway.
I was to be one of the last models to walk. I was a bit nervous and scared that I would do something to ruin it for Mike.
He kept telling me, "Don't worry, you will do fine. If something happens just keep going."
When I heard Mike's name announced I stepped out to the runway and paused a moment while the emcee described the dress. "Constructed with synthetic fibers this dress is not sewn but instead uses a molecular adhesive."
I walked to the next mark and raised the hem a little. The emcee continued, "The under layer is designed to radiate excess body heat to keep the wearer comfortable."
I started to walk again and felt one of the shoulder straps slip free. Remembering Mike said to just keep going I grabbed the dress and continued.
I was almost to the end of the runway so removed my hat as planned. Then suddenly the other strap popped. I panicked for moment and placed the hat between my knees so I could catch the dress.
I just stopped, I couldn't take a step with the hat between my knees. I bent to reach for it when I felt the front seam of the dress open.
I stood at the end of the runway, with both hands holding the dress to my chest. I turned to head back up the runway. I chanced reaching for my hat so I could walk.
I managed to reach the hat but in doing so the side seam of the dress failed. I grabbed the top and bottom to keep the dress from falling open.
The dress was falling to pieces as I stood there. I used my hat to cover my chest while pulling the strap to keep the dress from falling.
I was able to take a couple more steps before the strap tore free. I lunged for the other side of the dress, scoping up the hem and exposing my half my bottom to the 100 plus people present.
I didn't have to worry about that for too long, the dress slipped from my fingers and fluttered to the floor. I was left standing in my lingerie with my hat covering my chest not only in front of all the people but also I noticed the video cameras.
It was then the cat calls and whistling started. There was nothing I could do. There were people and cameras in every direction. If I bent down to pick up the dress I'd expose even more since I wasn't wearing panties. It was then I remembered Mike's instructions, "Just keep going." I was supposed to put the hat on my head and pose at the end of the runway and that is exactly what I did.
With flashes from cameras everywhere I stood there one hand on my head the other on my hip as if showing off the dress I was supposed to be