Last week, I posted a request on facebook for a task swap for shopping swimsuits for my about-to-be-15-year-old daughters. My idea was that if I took your colonoscopy, you’d take the girls and shopping for the right suit.
No one responded.
I faced the quest alone.
In the first store, Type A consults a price tag and declares, “I can’t find anything I like here.”
We stopped off for a burger.
Target. The boy needs eye patches.
A friend is in Target shopping for suits, as I wished I had been doing for the last several hours.
Her daughter is 16 and attends a private Christian school. Recently, there was a pool party at which only one girl had been wearing anything but a string bikini and another gal was inadequately covered up top. The 16 year-old is the oldest of 4 children, the next two in line being girls and the grandmother has a pool.
I don’t envy my friend this task.
What exactly is the task? I quote: “We aren’t doing what every one else is doing,” and “Trying to walk the fine line between ‘skank*…
Our standard for the girls up to this point has been the one piece. All the Target one-piece suits were in larger sizes and had heavy-duty cups in them. The message is clear, “One-piece is for old women.”
This conversation is where we also found out that the tankini has fallen out of favor.
Next, we go to Sears to the Land’s End department.
Initially, there was grumbling. This is all for ‘moms’. Then Type A found a top and bottoms. Diva M looked over what she found picked a different bottom and the same top in a different color. Tried them on.
That was it.
Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. My throat was closing.
What. The. What?
They held them for us so
the girls could help me find some oxygen and maybe get a little something to take the edge off I could talk to Mickey about this kind of expenditure.
I talked about beauty and “investment dressing”. He agreed that I could do what I wanted. We shopped Dillard’s and returned to look at an Old Navy suit, Type A had seen earlier in the season. We talked about if you get the one at ON, then we can buy you a lot of other clothes with the difference.
The ON suit was a one-piece and it was
Fortunately, the world will never know. They picked ‘pretty’ and ‘two-piece’ over “Just
Freaking Amazing.” (Type A was willing to buy this $20 suit due to the price alone. Not because she wanted it but because she is on board with what has been going on the last few years and was going to take one for the family. Again.)
I breathed into the paper bag and wrote the check. We’ll see what is in style after these bold young women unveil these suits. And the thing that is assuring my restful sleep every night?…
No boy will ever see them in that one piece.
It’s a win-win.
And yes, Dumb Mom, bunching hides a lot.
*photo credit: Sports Illustrated (duh)
**photo credit: vanity fair