I enjoy going to the pool in the summer. Given the BLAZING heat, we’ve had this summer, it’s about all you can do to cool off. There is a tiny hitch to this giddy up. I HATE going to the pool where I know people. It’s uncomfortable for me. For the past few summers, we’ve lived in a neighborhood with a pool. It was great because I didn’t know my neighbors so I didn’t care what anyone thought. With the move in January, we lost our neighborhood pool. Today is the 2nd of 3 in a row that I will take Monkey Boy to a pool party. Obviously, we know the people at the these events. This causes a fair amount of stress for me.
It’s a fearful thing to wear a swimsuit. It’s the closest to naked any well brought up person gets in public. Every body issue I have, shows up when I dive in to swimwear. I have for years assumed this to be primarily a girl issue. Last night, a group of fellas expressed their own discomfort for baring most of it in public too.
They openly longed for the days of vintage swimwear when they could cover a beer gut. They fantasized about men’s swimsuits with SPANX to improve their pool side image. They wanted to call them: SWANX. get it: swimsuit + SPANX = SWANX. *groan*
I didn’t have the heart to tell them, such a thing already exists for women. However, I take issue with the women chosen to model said swimsuits. These are not women who NEED help sucking it in. I do not want to see a 17-year-old hour-glass shaped model in the “shaping” suits. I want to see a mid-30s mother of a couple of kids in these. Or for that matter, anyone over 25 who enjoys an occasional pizza or cocktail. Make those women look good, and I’m your customer for life.