Today, we shopped for a bathing suit. ::cue music from
Psycho::
The suit wasn't for me. Oh no. I have some comfy suits and really, even though I'm plus sized, I don't care about being seen in a bathing suit. If you dig around my archives, you'll see me in one on snorkling trip in the Grand Caymans. Life's too short to not swim.
The suit was for my 14 year daughter. She's into Junior sizes now, so no more cute little suits from Justice. I decided to do a little online research so I would know where to try to find her a suit both of us could live with (especially now that she's swimming at her boyfriend's house).
Remember this scene from
Pretty Woman? When Julia Roberts, a hooker, gets picked up by Richard Gere?
Compared to the bathing suits out there being marketed to my FOURTEEN year old daughter, Julia's wearing a heck of a lot more. OH MY GOD.
You think I'm kidding? Ask me how many times I yelled "Oh HELL no!" at the computer as I surfed various retailers and their Junior swimsuit collections.
I am not a prude. I do not want my daughter wearing a suit that I wouldn't put on my dog. At the same time, what kind of message are we sending to young ladies that the only way to wear those kinds of suits are to be anorexic and uh, hairless.
Well, thank GOD for Sears. I mean, they had their share of suits that still make my head spin. But we found cute and appropriate that made both of us happy. And won't make her boyfriend's parents faint. Or her father.
Yeah, that would be why my hair is coming in WHITE.
The suit wasn't for me. Oh no. I have some comfy suits and really, even though I'm plus sized, I don't care about being seen in a bathing suit. If you dig around my archives, you'll see me in one on snorkling trip in the Grand Caymans. Life's too short to not swim.
The suit was for my 14 year daughter. She's into Junior sizes now, so no more cute little suits from Justice. I decided to do a little online research so I would know where to try to find her a suit both of us could live with (especially now that she's swimming at her boyfriend's house).
Remember this scene from Pretty Woman? When Julia Roberts, a hooker, gets picked up by Richard Gere?
Compared to the bathing suits out there being marketed to my FOURTEEN year old daughter, Julia's wearing a heck of a lot more. OH MY GOD.
You think I'm kidding? Ask me how many times I yelled "Oh HELL no!" at the computer as I surfed various retailers and their Junior swimsuit collections.
I am not a prude. I do not want my daughter wearing a suit that I wouldn't put on my dog. At the same time, what kind of message are we sending to young ladies that the only way to wear those kinds of suits are to be anorexic and uh, hairless.
Well, thank GOD for Sears. I mean, they had their share of suits that still make my head spin. But we found cute and appropriate that made both of us happy. And won't make her boyfriend's parents faint. Or her father.
Yeah, that would be why my hair is coming in WHITE.