Blame it on the utility-aspect or on being preggo (say what?! yes - I've decided to just drop that ever-so-nonchalantly in a "oh, this old thing?"-esque way, because the focus of this blog ain't me and my ever-expanding corpus, it's FASH-UN!), but I'm all aboard the one-piece train. I may even be in the running for conductor (tootin' my own horn because the pun is too good not to) after Over the Moon asked me to round up a few of my favorites. There's just something about being able to feel Baywatch-confident in a swimsuit while also not fearing a slight (or substantial) beer (or baby) belly that encapsulates the power of the one piece. It's a worthy investment, so here are some worthy contenders.
Ah yes, spring break. We used to be more than just acquaintances. It's a friendships I held on to as long as I could; it withstood my Teach for America and law school days. But alas, the bond is broken. All that is left is a half-empty promise to return way in the future, when I have children who need entertaining during a school holiday.
And to be perfectly honest the idea of that reunion with my good childhood/college/young adult friend Spring Break just doesn't tickle my pickle at the moment. In fact, it makes me flare my nostrils and eye roll in much the same way scrolling through Instagram and seeing mid-week vacation-bound people while I make a permanent (yet comfortable) dent in my office chair does.
But lest I leave you with the impression that I'm bitter and old and a woe-is-me mood-killer (who, me?), know that - even if for a fleeting moment - shopping for swimwear and beach accessories is enough to harken back fond memories with dear #SBK and enough to put a (fleeting) smile on my very pale, Vitamin D-deficient face.