Is there any worse type of shopping? My 2 daughters and I all need new swimsuits this year and have been to numerous stores looking for them. And trying them on. And hating the way we look in them. And delivering speeches on the state of our society and its lack of modesty.
On the other hand, the menfolk just look at a rack of swimtrunks, pick a size and pattern they like, pay for it and exit the store, without ever trying it on OR feeling like they need plastic surgery or spray-on tan. Can you tell I'm a little bitter about the whole trying-on-swimsuit thing?
You didn't really think I'd post a photo of us trying on swimsuits, did you?
P.S. We managed to find K 2 swimsuits today...which is good, since she has a pool party tomorrow night and goes to GA Camp next week.