It’s National Swimsuit Day- I thought ‘ of this piece I wrote a year or so ago… and wanted to share it with you! Now, I have to tell you that we don’t say ‘Swimsuit’ in the South… we still call them bathing suits! I hope someone somewhere can relate to this one! Love y’all, Camellia
I’ve put this off for 7 years. I don’t believe in jumping in headfirst. I stuck my toe in the water yesterday- it’s almost Open Toe Season in Alabama- I went and got a pedicure, with red polish- of course. The classic summer toenail color in the South is red, I chose ‘Big Apple’ because truth be told I’d rather be headed to New York City than on a Beach trip where I’ll actually be expected to go in the water. Oh lord, those are scary words. Shopping for a Bathing Suit is painful, especially for a woman of a certain age and stature. My whole demeanor, posture and bearing change in a dressing room full of bathing suits. Let me make this clear- I live in Alabama, her coastline is one of the most beautiful in all the world- I’ve been going to the beach since I was a child and love it.
However, I stopped wearing Two…
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