Hi again –
It’s the rare nice day out here in the Midwest and our pool is open. So I’m doing one of the things I simultaneously love and agonize over…I’m fitting myself into a bathing suit and going to the pool. It’s really the former I hate. Yes, you know what I mean. Fitting into a bathing suit. Now, I’m just a normal fortiesh (never mind which end of that spectrum I’m on) woman who admittedly has had two kids. You would think they could design a bathing suit I do not mind having other people see me in. There are lots of ‘me’ types out there. Sure, we’re not swimsuit models and we’re not fourteen year old girls. But surely we shouldn’t have to resort to wearing the modern version of the old bloomer suits in order to show our face at a pool. And don’t get me started on the patterns they put on bathing suits these days. WHo really wants to appear in a brown suit with a tiger pattern on it? Really. Isn’t there just something in a solid blue, maybe light blue if I’m feeling festive? And one I don’t have torepeatedly pull up at the top and pull down at the bottom (and again, not a bloomer suit)?
If you’re reading this and thinking to yourself ‘I dont know what this woman is complaining about…I love my swimsuit’, feel free to chime in. (I’ll hate you, but don’t let that stop you.) Or if you’re like the other 99.9% of women who feel like I do, feel free to weigh in as well.
Oh, and the other thing I just remembered about a blog…I’m supposed to do something to draw you in to make a comment. My first thought was that if pet peeves about swimming suits doesn’t do it, then I’m stumped. But then I remembered that it was suggested to me by those who are wiser in these things than I am, that a contest might be nice. So here goes, if you leave me a comment on this blog, you can win a chance to get one of my e-books free. (Sorry, I don’t really have any other ‘swag’ at this point, and I hope that’s what they call it, ‘swag’, or I look really stupid here.) So by tomorrow morning, I will randomly select one of the commenters to receive a book of their choice (has to be one of mine, though, of course, sorry). Just be sure to leave your e-mail address with yor comment.
Thanks!
It’s the spandex that gets me. One magical week a few years back, my friends and I had access to an in-ground pool for eight evenings in a row. I’m not sure how it happened but as it was dark the suits came off. The ten of us had a blast skinny dipping in the dark..just enough light to be naughty, just dark enough to forget our ages. On the fourth night, the caretaker came to visit. I was in the nine foot deep section of the pool and grabbed my suit to rush to get dressed while trying not to drown. I twisted and turned and silently cursed the wet spandex until I got the blasted thing back on. The caretaker left, she’d only come to say she had extra towels. I was hanging on the ladder next to a friend laughing. She asked me what was so funny to which I told her to feel my back. She laughed. In my haste, I put the suit on backwards and the suit’s cups were on my back. Funnier still..the suit was a t-back! We still laugh over that. 🙂
You really know its bad when even teenagers complain about the suits available. My neices (who both have great figures), hate bathing suits, the oldest (17) won’t even let anyone see her without keeping a t-shirt over her bathing suit.
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Swimsuits do come in crazy patterns and styles! Doesn’t seem too much to ask for one to fit, be a nice color/pattern and be reasonably stylish! 🙂
I agree! Somebody could make a fortune if they came up with a suit like that.
And thanks for the story Rose. I guess skinny-dipping is one alternative to the swimsuit dilemma….!