Me and Bow Tie o’ the Day, in my sexy swimming suit. September 9, 2018. The beach at sunset, on Dauphin Island, AL. USA.
Ever since I was a kid, I have wanted one of these old timey, 1890’s-era swimming suits. I can’t believe I’ve gone 54 years without getting one. I finally found a place that sells these, but then I had a tough decision to make: Do I buy the green one, the red one, or the blue one? I went with the green.
This style of swimming suit pairs perfectly with a wood, curly-mustache Bow Tie o’ the Day to top it off. The island’s beaches will never recover from experiencing me in my unconventional swimming suit and bow tie. (Excuse the Nike’s I’m wearing on the beach in this photo. I killed one of my flip-flops the day before, and these were the only other shoes I had. Going barefoot on this section of the beach wasn’t an option, cuz of broken seashells.)
One of the perks of being an adult is being able to express your outrageously whimsical side without having to explain what the heck you’re thinking. Some people might want you to explain, but you do not have to. Nobody’s going to ground you. Some people might stare quizzically and otherwise try to figure out your game. But you know that you don’t have a game. You don’t have a lurking reason or ulterior motive to engage in your harmless whim, except that you just want to do it. And I hope you know you don’t need a reason beyond giving yourself some joy.
Life is full of heartaches. Some are beyond your control. Some, you create for yourself. But, ultimately, you are responsible for making your own happiness, no matter your situation. You’re alive, and I hope you’re trying to make your spins around the sun as exhilarating and captivating as possible– for you and for those in your orbit.
I am so pleased with my awesome swimming suit– and the enthusiastic reactions to it– that I’m thinking of designating a day of the week to wearing it everywhere, year-round. Maybe I’ll declare every Wednesday to be Old Timey Swimming Suit Hump Day. And ya know what? That gives me a tidy excuse to buy the swimming suit in the other two colors. You can’t wear the same color of swimming suit every Old Timey Swimming Suit Hump Day, right? Wardrobe, wardrobe, wardrobe!
