030811 -- Take that, Mother
I have a great and wonderful thing to tell you all of today. But first, a little background. (Boys, you might want to look away. Girls, you will feel my pain.)
I was born like my mother...which happens to mean WAY too heavy on top. This makes it almost impossible to shop for swimsuits. It's also hard to shop for bras, but worse to shop for swimsuits, because people actually see me in them. My mother used to remedy this situation by finding me swimsuits, and even if I wasn't satisfied with her picks, they fit, and to me, that was all that mattered at the time. My mom hit the jackpot back in the summer of 2007 (yes, HyperSong crew, THAT summer of 2007) when she found a bikini top for me that actually fit, and was a good black color so I could match it with just about anything. I've been wearing that same top since then, and while I love it to pieces, I've wanted something a bit more...colorful recently.
When we decided that today would be our shopping day, I was excited and picked out several places to go. And, it turns out, my favorite place that we went today was Macy's. Not only did Dylan have to follow me around three floors of clothes (which, in itself, was priceless), he had to wait on the couch outside each fitting room while I tried stuff on. Dylan, this is your own fault for not deciding what to do on our break, and you will probably do the same thing come Charlotte.
But anyway, we found an entire selection of swimwear while at Macy's, and I saw some really cool cover-ups...and then noticed that there was swimwear there. In my size.
I WAS SO HAPPY.
I tried it on, and decided to buy both the top and the bottom. I'm now very glad I did it, even though it was fifty bucks or so altogether -- it was the only thing I've really bought here in Nashville, and I'm glad I did it. I am not held captive just because I was born a certain way. I am beautiful, inside and out, and I can choose what kind of bathing suit I want to wear. :)
I was born like my mother...which happens to mean WAY too heavy on top. This makes it almost impossible to shop for swimsuits. It's also hard to shop for bras, but worse to shop for swimsuits, because people actually see me in them. My mother used to remedy this situation by finding me swimsuits, and even if I wasn't satisfied with her picks, they fit, and to me, that was all that mattered at the time. My mom hit the jackpot back in the summer of 2007 (yes, HyperSong crew, THAT summer of 2007) when she found a bikini top for me that actually fit, and was a good black color so I could match it with just about anything. I've been wearing that same top since then, and while I love it to pieces, I've wanted something a bit more...colorful recently.
When we decided that today would be our shopping day, I was excited and picked out several places to go. And, it turns out, my favorite place that we went today was Macy's. Not only did Dylan have to follow me around three floors of clothes (which, in itself, was priceless), he had to wait on the couch outside each fitting room while I tried stuff on. Dylan, this is your own fault for not deciding what to do on our break, and you will probably do the same thing come Charlotte.
But anyway, we found an entire selection of swimwear while at Macy's, and I saw some really cool cover-ups...and then noticed that there was swimwear there. In my size.
I WAS SO HAPPY.
I tried it on, and decided to buy both the top and the bottom. I'm now very glad I did it, even though it was fifty bucks or so altogether -- it was the only thing I've really bought here in Nashville, and I'm glad I did it. I am not held captive just because I was born a certain way. I am beautiful, inside and out, and I can choose what kind of bathing suit I want to wear. :)