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JUST FOR THE MATURE WOMEN I KNOW

Thursday, June 02, 2011

The Bathing Suit (by a middle-age woman unknown)
When I was a child in the 1950s, the bathing suit for the mature figure
was-boned, trussed and reinforced, not so much sewn as engineered. They
were built to hold back and uplift, and they did a good job.

Today's stretch fabrics are designed for the prepubescent girl with a
figure carved from a potato chip.

The mature woman has a choice, she can either go up front to the
maternity department and try on a floral suit with a skirt, coming away
looking like a hippopotamus that escaped from Disney's Fantasia, or she
can wander around every run-of-the-mill department store trying to make
a sensible choice from what amounts to a designer range of fluorescent
rubber bands.

What choice did I have? I wandered around, made my sensible choice and
entered the chamber of horrors known as the fitting room. The first
thing I noticed was the extraordinary tensile strength of the stretch
material. The Lycra used in bathing costumes was developed, I believe,
by NASA to launch small rockets from a slingshot, which gives the added
bonus that if you manage to actually lever yourself into one, you would
be protected from shark attacks. Any shark taking a swipe at your
passing midriff would immediately suffer whiplash.

I fought my way into the bathing suit, but as I twanged the shoulder
strap in place I gasped in horror, my boobs had disappeared!

Eventually, I found one boob cowering under my left armpit. It took a
while to find the other. At last I located it flattened beside my
seventh rib.

The problem is that modern bathing suits have no bra cups. The mature
woman is meant to wear her boobs spread across her chest like a speed
bump. I realigned my speed bump and lurched toward the mirror to take a
full view assessment.

The bathing suit fitted all right, but unfortunately it only fitted
those bits of me willing to stay inside it. The rest of me oozed out
rebelliously from top, bottom and sides. I looked like a lump of
Playdoh wearing undersized cling wrap.

As I tried to work out where all those extra bits had come from, the
prepubescent sales girl popped her head through the curtain, "Oh, there
you are," she said, admiring the bathing suit.

I replied that I wasn't so sure and asked what else she had to show me.
I tried on a cream crinkled one that made me look like a lump of
masking tape, and a floral two-piece that gave the appearance of an
oversized napkin in a serving ring.

I struggled into a pair of leopard-skin bathers with ragged frills and
came out looking like Tarzan's Jane, pregnant with triplets and having
a rough day.

I tried on a black number with a midriff and looked like a jellyfish in
mourning.

I tried on a bright pink pair with such a high cut leg I thought I
would have to wax my eyebrows to wear them.

Finally, I found a suit that fitted, it was a two-piece affair with a
shorts-style bottom and a loose blouse-type top. It was cheap,
comfortable, and bulge-friendly, so I bought it. My ridiculous search
had a successful outcome, I figured.

When I got it home, I found a label that read, "Material might become
transparent in water."

So, if you happen to be on the beach or near any other body of water
this year and I'm there too, I'll be the one in cut-off jeans and a
T-shirt!

You'd better be laughing or rolling on the floor by this time. Life
isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain,
with or without a bathing suit!
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PATRICIAANN46 6/8/2011 2:58PM

  OMG...........That had to have been me every time I attempted to find a bathing suit!!!!! emoticon for the great laugh!!!

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60ROCKS 6/4/2011 7:03AM

    What a hoot! I can laugh cause I've been there done that and I'm the other person in the oversized men's running shorts and tank top:-)

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SEATURTLE86 6/3/2011 12:42AM

    OMG!! Ain't that the truth??!!! emoticon emoticon
Loved it! Thanks for making the diet coke spew outta my nose! LOL

~Pam

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TWEETYKC00 6/2/2011 10:11PM

    ok, i wasn't rolling on the floor, but i did need to wipe my eyes more than once from laughing so hard i kinda cried. those dressing rooms are torture chambers that should need government issued passes to enter and sizes are even worse!

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NANA2PRINCESSES 6/2/2011 8:14PM

    Great blog! Have spent my life avoiding being seen in a bathing suit. Don't even attempt what's hanging on the racks these days.
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DANCINCAJUN1 6/2/2011 7:41PM

    I LOVED this ... so much truth to it for sure !! don't know where all those "regular" swim suits went ....

Great blog for this time of year !!

Roc
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