I didn't mind my braless state, per se, it was the low-cut nature of the dress, combined with being braless, and combined with gusty winds that kept blowing the neckline open. Throughout the outdoor cocktail hour, I had to keep one hand on my chest at all times.

One of my cousins wore a dress just like the one Marilyn Monroe wore in The Seven Year Itch. (Different color, but otherwise the same.) And thanks to the wind, it behaved exactly like Marilyn's dress. (Whoops!)