Colossal
- dictionary.com tells me this means extraordinarily great in size, extent, or degree; gigantic; huge.
A Faux pas -is a blunder in etiquette.
I had to survive a colossal faux pas in October of 2007. I brought my daughter and best friend along for the ride.
Friend and daughter both fans of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. As a gift to them both I got us 3 tickets to see a live production of The Rocky Horror Picture show, at the Ordway Theatre in St. Paul, MN.

Picasa Web Photo Album, Image by Teresa
As you can see from the photo the Ordway is a very nice place.
In the tradition of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, we lined up costumes. My friend asked me if other people were going to be dressed up. She’s like my sister and sometimes I act weird around her. So I was a little short with her. I said, “I don’t know, I can’t control other people, we’re dressing up, its going to be fun”. We found a “man chest” at Target and a robe at Good Will, I decided to go as Brad, the main male character.
My friend and daughter found this hilarious, so that encouraged me even more. You see I have a secret desire to be a stand-up comedian. I bought male underwear, traditional male briefs. I wore my underwear under the underwear so it wasn’t really cross-dressing. To enhance my anatomy, I stuffed a pair of socks down the front of my briefs.
On the way to the Theatre, I mumbled something about, us not even having a change of clothes, if by chance others were not dressed up. We laughed it off, it was the Rocky Horror Picture Show, of course people were going to be dressed up.
We got within a block of the theatre. I could see the crowd moving towards the door. People had just been out to dinner, or were dressed for an evening in at the theatre. NOT A SINGLE COSTUMED PERSON.
“OHHHHHHH NOOOOOOO” I bellowed. I do mean bellowed. Three times. After the third loud and drawn out “OHHH NOOOOO” I said:
“THIS IS THE WORSE POSSIBLE CASE SCENARIO”. I was jetted back to my Masters in Counseling class where some dumb evaluation question was to ask people how they would respond if they showed up at a Halloween Party as the only people in costume.
My friend and daughter were in stitches. Sure they were in costume, but I was in a man chest, robe and underwear! They could hardly keep their breath as they laughed and laughed. We got to the parking ramp, my friend, said “well Mom, do we go?”. I said, “Yes” the tickets were $150.00.
The experience began. I pulled my robe at tightly as possible, and in flip flops marched to the theatre. As fast as my legs would carry me, man junk and all.
In the parking ramp, and elevator, people were shocked, then they looked away, as if we were naked.
We got in the theatre ticket pick-up line, I started asking about a costume contest. I pretened we thought there was a contest. I was trying to speak of something, as to not appear the fool. People would not get in line behind our trio of odd balls.
We finally got the tickets, headed to the theatre, I could see the ticket-taker trying not to laugh. He ignored my costume contest banter. We arrived at our seats, in the dark theatre and I was never so happy to try and blend in anywhere.
It was a great show, we really enjoyed it. Had a ton of laughs getting back to the car. WOW, what a lesson in life, make sure you know the dress code. The point of this in a Restorative Justice Blog . . . sometimes you really do just mess up! You have to live with the consequences and do better in the future! This really was an experience that touched my heart . . . and you know what I say: Restorative Justice gets to a Change of behavior by a Change of Heart!

Before we knew . . . no one else was dressing up.