Stripping

She could hear the voice of her son, chasing after her. He tugged on her blouse, trying to get her to stop. She slowed. Feeling strangely without care, she pulled the blouse off and dropped it on the ground. She continued walking. He tried again. "Mom, where are you going?" "To get dressed," she said, continuing on with only her bra on. She sounded disconnected, or drugged. The answer surprised her. He tried to grab her again, but that only caused her to drop her skirt. If he tried anymore, she'd be naked in the street. What was going on?