Outrageously Ordinary

As beach week continues, I am amazed at the choice of beachwear on some of the sun-lovers I’m sharing the shore with.

Say that 5 times fast.

There are all types of bodies out there, all of them beautifully and wonderfully made, and have earned their dents and scars to tell a unique story…

With that said, some of them need to cover their uniqueness.  I’m not saying only the tiny, toned and tanned should rock the bikinis.  But ladies, if I can see your c-section scar, your bikini doesn’t fit.

If a good 40-50% of your breasts are coming out of the side or bottom of your top, your bikini doesn’t fit.

Men, if your speedo gaps at the top or sides, it’s time to trade the tourniquet for trunks.

Wear whatever you like in the privacy of your own home, but when all of your nooks and crannies are showing, it’s time to throw the mumu on and keep the beach rating a G.  And if a mumu doesn’t appeal, you can always keep cool while buried in the sand…

My children buried me yesterday (in a strapless swimsuit).  My daughter, the artist, drew the bikini and added the strategically placed shells.  It’s the most comfortable bikini I’ve ever owned!