DU DU DUHHH!!!
And I didn't scream once.
In fact, I walked out of Swimco with the cutest 2-piecer. My first tankini, with black, boycut bottoms. Cute as hell, I tell you. And it has my best friend - the adjustable ruching (sp?) - on both sides to hide my jelly rolls. I also picked up a sassy, black convertible coverup (skirt to dress). This is the suit, sans belt:
On a merry roll, I strutted on over to The Bay and picked up a white shirt-style coverup and a wicked, I say WICKED dress. It's very long, as in I'm 5'10 and I'm stepping on it long. It's like something out of the 70's - very Boogie Nights, actually. Or at least, that's the vibe I'm going for when I wear it. It's a groovy pattern of brown, blue, orange, and gold with big chain hoops for straps. Very psychedelic and, dare I say it, shaggadelic.Maybe Stella will get her groove back on this trip after all, yuck yuck yuck!
Today, more shopping for shoes and another dress. And thanks to Fat Fighters, I don't need to buy shorts this year - yipee!!
