Torture Pure TortureThoughts: I have always hated shopping for jeans. Do any of you agree? Too short, too tight, to wide, too low waisted, too long, just tooo hard to find the right fit. I have discovered something worse! Swimsuit shopping! I was strongly urged by my daughter that it was time to throw away my swinsuit from the 90s and get something a little more stylish. First of all, it doesn't matter how stylish the suit was, on this 51 years old body... the thought makes me shudder.
I mustered up my courage and went to the mall. I wandered from store to store, fingering through the swimsuits. I just could not bring myself to try one on. I left empty handed. I was passing the shade store on the way to the grocery store, and convinced myself to stop and see what they had to offer. I told myself that I was just going to pick one and buy it. I stood in front of the suits, closed my eyes, pointed my finger, turned around twice, opened my eyes and took the one that I was pointing at up to the register and bought it. YES, I did it!
Once back home I tried it on. With a little lifting, tucking and rolling, it fit just fine, well, it fit good enough, especially with the oversized T-shirt over the top. I am ready to take a dip.