Over the weekend, I went shopping. Most of the time this is considered a fun little excursion. However, this particular trip was planned in the efforts of finding a new swimsuit. I hate swimsuit shopping. I do not assume that this makes me any different from most women; but I will say that I am not 25 anymore. In fact, I am not 26 anymore and I am barely still 27.
As I tried on several different styles and colors with all types of cover up garments I realized something.
I have fat knees. I know this may sound odd, but it is true nonetheless. The area directly above my kneecaps look. . . well. . . fatty. I immediately called my sister, while still in the dressing room, and asked simply, "when did I get fat knees?!"
Her response? "I just thought you knew."
I did end up with a swimwear purchase. I hope it holds up well, because I will not be doing that again for a long time.
Oh. My. Goodness. I feel your pain! I loathe swimsuit shopping...it is the devil's business. The lighting is HORRIBLE, and I swear the mirrors are from a circus fun house. It took hours for me to find something acceptable...I hope your shopping went much faster!
ReplyDeleteGlad you found something! :)