I was wearing a skirt I'd recently made which was rather brightly colored and full, which made me feel both a little proud and a little nervous at being so conspicuous. (I usually wear full skirts when contra dancing.)
I was standing in line in a set, talking to my partner, when I suddenly felt my skirt being tugged down. I pulled it back up, and turned to see the lady next to me in line (who I'd never seen before that evening) pulling it down again! I don't know how far down it would have gone if it had been one of those pull-on elastic-waist skirts, but fortunately it wouldn't go down more than an inch or so. I thought maybe I'd done something to offend her, and she was getting back at me. She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed, and I had to pull away to keep her from doing it again. She seemed to think it was OK since "you have pants on underneath." [Note the US usage of "pants."] I asked her how she would like it if I tried pulling down her skirt, and she said, "I don't have pants on underneath." It went on in this surreal way, with me expressing indignation and her acting like it was perfectly OK, until the caller started walking us through the dance.
After the dance, as a group of us were heading off to a restaurant, she challenged me to wear the skirt there (I had planned to, anyway.) I ended up sitting next to her, but there were no incidents.
It was only later, on the drive home, that it occurred to me that maybe the skirt-pulling was really an expression of curiosity, like the frequent questions about what a Scot has on under his kilt. Women pretty regularly ask me about whether I have a petticoat (because the skirt sticks out slightly) or otherwise express curiosity about what I have on underneath. Maybe this was just a more aggressive version of the same thing.
Or was she making a pass at me? (After the dance, she made some comment about me not asking her for any of the dances.) As clueless as I am, I don't know if I'd recognize a woman making a pass at me unless she told me in so many words.
At the very least, I suspect she was trying to get me to pay attention to her -- which she succeeded at.
Has this sort of thing happened to anyone else?
And any suggestions for a graceful way of handling it? (No, busting her in the chops is not an acceptable answer.

-- AMM