I remember one windy summer day, after a meeting on Sunday morning, I walked out of the hall behind a sister who was part of the church congregation with her two teenage children. Her husband did not attend.
The wind caught her dress unexpectedly and blew it up a'la Marilyn Monroe and revealed that she was wearing (shock, horror) french knickers...... There were a few murmers behind me which I at the time put down to things like "oh poor girl, so embarrassing". The woman calmly pushed her dress down, did not look back and headed straight for her car.
It wasn't until the next week I realised something strange was going on. From the conversation of certain men and women you would have thought she'd been caught naked pole dancing. She was ostracised by a lot of the congregation for quite a while afterwards. All over wearing a simple pair of french knickers.
I always thought that was very weird. After all, I never saw anywhere in the Bible where it said "And God said you shall not wear french knickers."