The gym was loud with the excited voices of 120 girls as the Senior class gathered to pick up their graduation regalia: pristine white academic gowns trimmed with ribbons in the school colors, and white mortarboards with the obligatory tassel. Many unwrapped the gowns on the spot, to try them on and to preen for their friends. At some point, some voice asked what to wear underneath the robes on graduation day.
Various opinions were offered, mostly along the lines of sundresses or party dresses, until one popular and influential girl spoke up. “I’m not gonna wear a stitch under mine.”
To the many objections that arose all at once, she replied “It’s going to be ninety degrees on Saturday, and these things are polyester. I for one don’t want to faint from the heat. And anyway, it’s not like you have to change in public.”
Word spread, with the result that the entire class fell in with this practical solution.
On Saturday, as the graduates processed through the crowd of proud families, the Sun’s brilliant back-lighting produced a beautiful display that is still talked of today.
— Frenulum
I noticed this phenomena once while I was dating my wife. . . a bright light on a dark porch rendered her proper dinner dress see through, and the outline of her hipster panties swaying as she walked into the house is still with me today ;)
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