Robyn Blathers On. Again.

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Friday, October 21, 2005

I occasionally yearn for a more modest swimsuit. The outfits of the 40's and 50's seem to do my body type a little more justice. Go ahead and admire my rack, while the little flippy skirt thing does the best it can to camoflauge my upper thighs. I'm not fooling anyone, but no one needs to see it in bright, unforgiving sunlight. It does feel a little weird to be in what amounts to your underwear in public, but there is something a bit freeing about it as well.

I will even use the quaint Victorian phrase "Bathing Costume." Steve has asked repeatedly over the years for a red and white striped bathing costume, and I even have a girly clown costume one left over from a beach bit we wrote at RBBBCC.

There is a reason we have come away from Victorian Bathing Costumes, and modesty is not the main factor. Drowning is. If you have ever fallen in to deep water fully clothed, or taken your Red Cross certification, swimming while wearing much more than a modern swimsuit is hard at best, and dangerous at worst. To attain a certain level of Red Cross proficency, you must tread deep water fully clothed, then remove your top, pants and socks, blow them up, knot them off and make flotation devices in the water.

With that in mind, check out these new suits. I notice there are no suits for young, strapping men. I guess when you live in a society that suppresses women so completely, women are not going to complain about the small pleasure they get from discreetly eyeing the torso of a 16 year old boy.

Perhaps in whatever society these young women live in, they are not currently allowed to swim at all, and these modest suits will allow them some sort of freedom. I hope so!

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