I am going to be touching on a delicate subject this evening, so anyone who is a little squeamish may want to look away now.
Swimwear. That’s the delicate subject. Or rather my swimwear in particular. I don’t know what has happened to my swimming costume recently but it has all gone rather wrong. For a start it has faded and the elasticity has gone slightly. But even worse – and this is nothing to do with the swimming costume – I have misplaced the extra padding for the bra area – and here’s where the problem lies.
[H&M dress, Gap jeans, Dune shoes]
Swimming on my own isn’t too bad as I don’t need to reveal myself between getting in and getting out the water – and then a strategically placed towel does the trick. However, when swimming with the four year old, that’s a different matter. It seems that I have to get in and out of the pool several times when we are together, either to get a towel to wipe her eyes, or a tissue to wipe her nose and then the towel again to wipe her goggles – you get the idea.
When those situations arise, I have to glance furtively around to check that no-one is looking and then when I get out of the pool, I have to place my arms in such a position to cover myself, that it looks as though I am praying – because of course there is always some 18 year old male lifeguard there, just for good measure.
To convey the gravity of the situation (and gravity has had no small part to play in this delicate subject) imagine…. well actually no, don’t. It’s just too horrendous.
So anyway, if there are any brands out there who would like to get a 40 plus Mum of three to put one of their swimsuits to the test then I would be more than happy to oblige. In fact, it would be music to my (spaniel) like ears.
p.s. I was going to call this post “A Tale of Two [something that rhymes with “Cities” but which begings with a “T”] – but I thought that was a bit rude!