Nude Tights

There is something about wearing skin-colored tights. I didn't think it really made a difference whether I wore black ones or nude ones, but boy was I wrong. The outfit I wore today, I have worn several times. In fact, I wore almost the exact same outfit when I catered my professor's Christmas party last year, and I didn't get a second glance. The only difference is that today I wore nude colored tights instead of black ones. The catcalls, which I normally don't get, were numerous. I saw idiot truck drivers turning to stare instead of watching the road. Obviously not so good.
So... it all came to a head this evening. After the CMU alum event, tipsy me hopped on the 6 train to get to Grand Central. At Grand Central, I switch over to the 7. As I go down the stairs, I just make note that there was a group of hispanic teens hanging around the platform. I walk by them and go about 3/4 the way down and stand there waiting. A few minutes later, I become aware that their little group had moved down to surround me. Wondering and slightly suspicious, I move a little further down the platform. They move with me. I get more suspicious. Then the 7 arrives. I start fast-walking down to the very very end of the platform figuring that if they weren't really following me, they'd just get on the car that stops in front of them. Nope. I get on the very first car and there they are, right there with me. Surrounding me. One guy in particular, positions himself to stare right at me from about 10 feet away. A few stops later, he moves over to the pole that's directly in front of me. The whole time, I take out my newspapers and hide behind them. Fortunately, they all leave ahead of me. I stood around the manned booth in the subway station before heading out, and called every single person I could think to call on the way home. Fortunately, there was no sign of the teens. If there was, I would have turned right back around and asked for a police escort.

On the upside, I had a very nice evening. I went to the CMU alum event and made some new friends. I also, with the help of my nude tights, parted a sea of men as I made my way to the restroom. It's not everyday I can do something as dramatic as that.