Dark cherry 

There are times in your life that you never forget: the first time you have liposculpture surgery (so says a friend of mine…) ; your first wedding (well, assuming it doesn’t end in a horrible divorce–), your first child (so they say) and your first kiss. There are also many times you know a lot of other people will never forget, and you wish you could get inside their mind and erase that particular memory, so that it would end there, instead of said person talking about it to many other people–

One of those times, for me, is the time I tried to go down an escalator that was going up. It was highly embarrassing, and it was also very scary–

I was wearing a big dress to go to a summer party, and only did I realize as I tried to get out of the way of a very obnoxious business man type, that my dress had got trapped in the steps below my feet. A wild few seconds ensued, with some people laughing and one teenager shouting “wait until she gets to the bottom! She’s going to get ripped to shreds, you’ll see!”

That didn’t help much–

By this point I was crying my eyes out and, this being London, people were taking photos of the seconds before my imminent grisly death. Fortunately somebody hit the emergency button and I am alive to write this. I say fortunately–I still die from embarrassment whenever my friends bring this up–