Does it really matter what you look
like? If you have lumps and bumps? If you are super skinny or really curvy?
I have realised that it doesn’t matter at
I have been sitting on this blog post for a long time. I wrote it. I took a photo and then found I just wasn’t brave enough to post it. Today, for some reason I feel brave enough, so please be kind.
When I started travelling …
For a long time, I dreamed of a sun
holiday. And when that dream became a
reality, I was really surprised by what I saw.
I of course didn’t even take a swim suit. I was too fat and lumpy.
But then I watched woman around me. They all looked wonderful and they all came
in different shapes and sizes. When the
weather was roasting woman and men made themselves comfortable on sun loungers
and let the beautiful warmth wash over them.
It really didn’t seem to matter.
At first, I was shocked and then I realised that it really didn’t matter. I wasn’t looking at anyone and judging them. So, why would people be judging me. And truthfully even if someone did look at me and make a judgement who were they to me?
What I also noticed was that the best
swimsuit wearer was the one who wore it with confidence. You are who you are, and we are all beautiful
so why not wear the appropriate clothing for the beach, for the poolside and
for jumping in the waves.
My first swimsuit reveal
A few years agowe went away, and I got brave. Well as brave as I could be. I wore my plus size swimsuit with a little modesty skirt. I didn’t lie around the pool, but I did get into the water and it was wonderful. It took me back to my childhood and reminded me just how much I loved the water.
My first plus size bikini
As many of you will know I have been on a
journey over the past few years and lost some weight. Unfortunately, when you loose weight as you
get older what you get is quite a few wobbly bits.
In preparation for our holiday last year, I did a bit of a ‘try-on’ upstairs and
realised that my current swimsuit was certainly not holding my bits in
place. What to do now …..
It was a beauty therapist who was waxing my legs in preparation for the holiday who suggested a bikini. Really? A bikini! She explained that you could now get a plus size bikini that had proper bra tops and high waisted pants that would hold all the bits in. Did I dare?
My sister came along and I found the perfect bikini in Evans
in Dublin. I was cautiously excited.
Now, regarding the photo I want you to know my body isn’t model perfect. Far from it! And six months on, it has changed once again. What is really important is that you are happy with you. Nobody’s body is perfect, promise. What matters is that I had a good holiday, that I swam in the waves, and enjoyed myself.
I hope that by being brave and wearing my bikini and sharing the experience with you, I will give someone the courage to simply enjoy your holiday and know that you look good, no matter what you wear. I love being a water baby again. And, I had better tell you that I bought another bikini, so now I have two!
Thanks for reading
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It can be a very long journey to acceptance.