Buttcrack with my family

Last year, I was invited to a family birthday celebration. That day, I was wearing low-rise jeans and a black shirt. At times, I ended up exposing a bit of my butt crack to some of my relatives—including my cousin, who really didn't like it when it showed. We were all at the table for my sister’s birthday, and she asked me to cut the cake for her. I stood up to slice it, but my jeans were so low that about four inches of my butt crack were visible. Everyone looked at me strangely—my cousin, in particular, gave me a look of pure contempt. Once everyone had been served, I sat back down, but in the process, seven inches of my butt crack were exposed. I didn't even notice, but my sister gave me a little nudge—though I pretended not to feel a thing.