Topless at the Louvre

I'm assuming the text of my t-shirt means something to at least some of you. At 32, I'm pretty sure I'm the youngest participant in the class I'm taking at the Louvre. But given that I turned 10 the summer Dirty Dancing came out, I also thought that among the only-slightly-older of my classmates, someone might have seen the movie as many times as I have. So just for fun, I asked around whether my tee rang any bells for anyone. More than one person looked at it blankly and said: "'I carried a watermelon?!'? You were pregnant?" Mental jaw-drop. Really? Is that what the not-in-the-know are thinking when they read it?? Dammit, people. I'm reminded when I wore the tee I have with the design on the right at my parents' house in '07 or '08 and my dad thought it was an anti-Hillary Clinton shirt, which it totally wasn't. That was the last time I wore it until after the election. And so after my classmates said this today, I ripped the shirt from my body, placed it under the I.M. Pei pyramid in just the right spot so that when the sun shone in, it burst into flames, and then I walked away to spend the day at the museum in a bra and a pair of jeans. Thank you and goodnight.