Not Quite Old Bathing Suits
The end of July, but the first time this year at the beach.
The teenagers look so great. Bikinis, flat tummies, firm thighs. The women just a little older look a bit more voluptuous–amazingly beautiful, if you can stand the tattoos. Then there’s the thirties and forties. Some thin, some heavy. This is when the move is made out of the bikini and into the one-piece.
Older and older, the bathing suits get bigger and bigger. So here I am, in a bathing suit that could double as an ice-skating outfit for Dorothy Hamill. A little skirt, a loose top that flairs a little over my belly. Pretty in Pink?
And yet I know that this is the best I will ever look, because the next time I go to the beach I will be even older.