And if cramming yourself in a small booth and stuffing your body into sausage casing under blinking flourescent lights isn't entertaining enough in May.........try doing it in January.
It's fun to wrangle 7 layers of clothing on and off.
Swimsuits always look better with black knee high socks.....or snow boots
And the only thing less attractive than jiggly thigh flesh.........is white jiggly thigh flesh!
A few weeks ago (right after eating my way through November and December), Brian suggested *we* go swimsuit shopping.
He actually got me kind of excited about it.........
until he asked, "Are you going to have a good attitude?"
I answered honestly, "NO!"
We met at the department store.
I arrive 20-30 minutes before him.
I previewed the suits and then I even tried on the suits so I could show him the ones that didn't make me guffaw out loud or curl up in the fetal position crying.
And guess what?
I found some!
I found four suits.
Can you believe it?
I guess I did have a good attitude because I concentrated on looking at what was below the neck and above my thighs. I ignored the veins that look like the road map of LA on my legs. I ignored the pasty, sun deprived skin. I ignored that parts of me are bony and my biggest asset which is....well...my asset.
In one store, the salesgirl told Brian he could join me in the dressing room.
No! I'm not going to comment. Just NO!
But my long underwear, ski socks, jeans, turtleneck, sweater and mittens back on and paid.........before I changed my mind.