Outgrowing The Bikini
I've finally reached "Woman of A Certain Age" status -- at least where bathing suits are concerned. And you know what? I'm thrilled about it. (I'm not being sarcastic. I really, truly mean it.) I am now a Woman of A Certain Age -- one who has absolutely no desire go bikini shopping.
No offense to the bikini-loving ladies out there, but I feel that I've out-grown the bikini. Oh, I'm still the same size I was five, even ten, years ago -- so I don't mean I've actually physically outgrown the bikini; instead, I've reached the stage in my life where I'm only wearing things that make me feel good, and when it's time to buy new things I'm only buying things I absolutely adore. So when I found myself in need of new swimwear, I knew exactly what I wanted to buy: A one piece swimsuit.
A maillot, if you will.
But not just any suit would do -- if it did, I'd just buy a sensible Land's End one-piece and call it a day. But my desire for one piece isn't borne of practicality or even modesty. Far from it: I want to look sexy and grown-up. I knew exactly what kind of bathing suit I wanted: an Esther Williams inspired suit, one that was oozing with old Hollywood glamour. Something similar to the one worn by the models surrounding Williams here:
What can I say? I want to look glamorous poolside, even if I'll be spending most of my summer teaching two little boys how to swim or making sandcastles with a baby. A glamourous bathing suit goes a long way towards that goal. (As do big sunglasses and a floppy hat, which also help protect you from the sun. Bonus!)
Luckily, options abound if you want to wear this look.
The classic sheath, by Esther Williams
The classic one piece, by Dillinger Ink
Vamp Maillot, by Jantzen
Bill, by Norma Kamali
In the end, I decided on the Norma Kamali Bill. I knew it was The One because when I took it out of the box at first I tought they had mistakenly sent me an evening gown -- it was so gorgeous! The material is beautiful and the suit is well-made -- the ruching is generous and it just fit me like a glove. I'm in love! With a bathing suit! No, scratch that -- with me in a bathing suit! That, my friends, is one of the perks of growing up. Knowing what you want, and going for it.
I'll be living it up poolside this summer, now that I've found the suit of my dreams. What about you?