warning: slightly disgusting shit ahead.
When I was a young lolita, I ran an event at a convention for my town. That weekend I wore a white lolita coord, it was cute, old school.
The day was going fine, I think we did the panel in the morning and a few hours later it was the fashion show. Panel went well, people loved it.
I went to prepare for the fashion show after a short break and had to use the toilet. I go into a cubical, pull down my unspeakables and BAM period, like a scene from The Shining. fucking. everywhere. No change of panties or pantyhose (THEY WERE WHITE!!). I frantically checked my dress, omg please don't let me have period blood all over my dress...SUCCESS, NO PERIOD JUICE ON THE WHITE DRESS I WAS WEARING...but OH FUCK HOW AM I GOING TO GO ABOUT THIS NOW?
I did the age old thing, folded up a bunch of toilet paper and put them in my underpants, rang my friend who had gone to get lunch in the city CAN YOU GET ME SOME PADS AND A NEW PAIR OF UNDIES PLEASE? OMG OMG SEND HELP!
While I was waiting for them I was trying to clean the stockings, making sure I didn't get anything on my dress (still lucky nothing was there, thank fuck). Someone in the hall I was waiting in for the show asked what was wrong and rang her sister who came immediately with some sanitaries and I was saved for a bit...it was so damn embarrassing, there was so much of that shit everywhere, my legs, my pantyhose, my underapants and I just simply do not know how it didn't seep through onto my dress.
Friend and random person saved the day with new panties and emergency lady things and all went well with my events for the day.
TL;DR just call me period-chan.