I'm so excited for this blind date my best friend Daisy set up for me! I dressed up and wore a nice button down shirt, black tight leather pants, and black heeled boots. While watching the movie I start to get hot and sweaty, the leather rubbing together makes embarrassing squeaking noises so I ask to go grab some water from the kitchen. I pull my pants down and with some fanning and a splash of water I feel relief and cooled down. But, new problem. Now I can't pull my pants up! Desperate, I call Daisy and explain the situation. She suggests finding things around the kitchen to help me get the pants back on. Maybe some cake mix flour will absorb the sweat? No. Maybe chocolate syrup will help them slide on? Still no. Oh how about putting the sweet food in your underwear and pulling those up into a wedgie? Still no! I slip and fall, many times, making a complete mess of the kitchen and myself trying to get these dang pants on! With face full of cake my date walks in and sees what ive done, and he's pissed! As if all of this wasn't already embarrassing enough. He kicks me out with my undies pulled over my head and my leather pants wrapped around my head!