That awkward moment when you
decide to be try to be cool and wear your very trendy maxi skirt bought in a shoebox-sized, wanna-be hipster thrift store in NYC without knowing that the buttonholes are just slap worn out so when you walk from your first class to your second class you flash half the campus without knowing it.
For your sake, I hope you never have this awkward moment.
Learn from my mistakes, friends. That's why I'm here.