The most painful has to be when I broke my ankle while wearing 10 cm platform mules. .... For commuting in the horrible overcrowded Indian local train. What was I thinking?!

Neel! Heels in India are perilous for me - I am such a klutz already!

Tell me about it Una ... Tell me about it. Lessons learnt! Never ever ever again! I can still clearly remember the crowd of people who just walked over me trying to get off the train, while I was on my knees absolutely paralyzed and dizzy with pain!

ETA: It took me a good ten years to get over the fear of heels after that episode! I didn't wear heels even with my wedding gown!

I was bridesmaid for a friend 3 months after giving birth to my son:) I had to wear a very slim line fitted dress in lavender (lovely I hear you say) and I wore sort of a shapewear corset thing to hold everything in..... SO UNCOMFORTABLE! Mid way through the reception I went to the bathroom and took it off and went braless and uncontained for the rest of the evening. You would not believe the relief! Oh, and I don't think I have EVER shared this story before!

Laurinda and Una, you beat me to the punch. I had a very brief love affair with Spanx until I admitted the torture I was putting myself through. Those were also the years of control top pantyhose. Never again. Whew.

ETA: Maybe this underlies my love of the shift dress?

Vildy - I laughed out loud at the image of your roomate as torpedo!! Gaylene - the name was definitely a tip off but the idea of you, it and a swiss army knife, hysterical!! Frye carson harness mules. Frye's don't fit me feet. I put inserts in because I thought they were so cool. I fell, not once, but three times, after banging my knees to shreds, I donated them. It took 6 months for all the swelling to go down. Talk about "what price beauty" or in my case "cool!!"

HAH.

Fun thread.

IK, mine are shoes hands down. Too short, too hard, too strappy and too high. Blisters and cramps galore.

LOL Una & Viva - anti-Spanx sisters. Imagine what our mothers and grandmothers had to go through?

Thong underwear, I hate it!

Stiletto heels, no doubt -- often accompanied by skin-tight, 0% stretch, disco era "designer jeans." This was in high school, and my high school was an eight-building campus (i.e., lots of walking.) In Pittsburgh (i.e., serious winters.)

None of that stopped us from wearing our open-toed Candies and Jordache tourniquet jeans.

Ugh.

An underwire bra where the wire poked through the fabric and continued to stab me throughout the day. I was at work and not in a top where I could just ditch the bra and go "au naturel" - by the time I got home I was bleeding!

And too many pairs of shoes to even mention.

I've deliberately blocked out most of this memory, so I'm vague on the details, but I recall sometime in junior high having a problem with too-tight jeans that cut off the circulation in my thighs. I remember going to the nurse's office, having anxiety that I had some weird health problem, since I suddenly couldn't feel the skin on my thighs. And it was simply that I'd had a growth spurt and the jeans no longer fit.

I don't wear real denim, shapewear, or control top pantyhose because they all give me stomach cramps. And I've had some uncomfortable shoes. But this seems so run-of-the-mill...

Carrie Fisher says she couldn't wear underwear in Star Wars, because it messed up her costume. They made her wear duct tape. Now that's a story(!!) Lol.

DUCT TAPE?!

I'm assuming upstairs and not downstairs. Either way, so inhumane!

Well, I've made many unfortunate mistakes with shoes over the years. But the garment item that stands out is a piece of Victoria's Secret shapewear that I wore with a dress I bought for a friend's wedding. It was like a pair of Spanx shorts, but came up higher on the torso. Anyway, it was a complete and total torture device. It made me sweat profusely during the ceremony and it sucked me in to the point I had trouble breathing! I ripped that thing off as soon as we arrived at the reception hall and haven't worn it since. A waste of $45, but I just can't make myself do it! Bad last-minute buy for sure.

Angie had a post recently about uncomfortable shoes and I posted about a pair of sandals that tortured me. I was only 18 or 19 when I went to a fancy wedding in NYC and wore high heeled very strappy black patent shoes. They were beautiful but lots of straps aren't kind to my widish feet.

I was in those things from around noon time until fairly late in the evening. I was limping by the time I could take them off. I remember that even after I took them off my feet were still too sore to even touch.

RIGHT NOW I am wearing a pair of underwear that is poking me dreadfully. Somehow, the threads or whatever at the end of the side seams have sharpened and hardened to make an annoying point that keeps jabbing me in the hips. I can't wait until my meeting is done so I can get these off!

I am not at all ashamed to admit I have thrown more than one pair of troublesome panties in a bathroom trash can (wadded up in paper towels is the proper way to say adios!). Sometimes, it's easier to do without than to fight with them.

My most uncomfortable items are always ill fitting shoes. I have been rubbed, blistered, bled in shoes and just plain took them off and walked on plenty of nasty sidewalks and floors instead of suffering another step.

I'm another footwear sufferer. I remember particularly a pair of white sandals: they looked innocent, harmless, barely heeled. But they were evil. There was something about the heel placement and lack of arch support, the gave me monstrous plantar fascitis, calf pain, back aches, migraines. They were hell for my entire nervous system. And I wore them several times, I was a penniless student who needed white sandals! In the end I threw them away. No Red Cross, it was the garbage bin for those baddies!

I have had a number of painful shoe incidents as well. Two stand out: the time I spent an academic conference with the back of my ankles dripping blood from my shoes cutting into them, and the time I got an enormous blister on the bottom of my heel -- halfway through a tour around northern Europe.

My wedding dress was also rather uncomfortable. It was one of those strapless corset styles which looked nice on but it was impossible to sit down properly in it. I could hardly eat anything at the dinner due to the squeezing and I was thrilled to get to the end of the night when I could take it off.