This July was so cold and un-summery that I neglected to go hit the after-4th-of-July swim suit sale until the very last day of the month. Which is cutting it close, because you know what happens on August 1, suddenly it's all backpacks and falling leaves in every store you enter.
I've written about the trials and travails of bathing suit shopping before. It's not most women's favorite activity. It, without fail, makes you regret last night's tacos and beers, and question once again why it is that men, with their muscly legs and typical lack of thigh fat, wear board shorts, while we women bare it all. But, on the up side, it does make for a better tan.
But I digress. I needed a new suit. Badly. I missed my annual day of suit shopping last summer because I was 8 months pregnant and stuck in the hospital for the entire month of July.
I tried on at least 15 suits. I ended up with 3 that would work, but only 1 that I had to have. Well, not entirely true. I really loved 1.5.
Have I mentioned that I'm indecisive? Well I am. I think. Yes, I am. Mostly.
Here was my dilemma. I loved the way the suit below fit and felt. Good quality, covered all the areas it needed to cover, and comfortable. I also knew that suit configuration #1, below, was the smart choice. It was functional. I've got 3 kids, it's not like I just lay peacefully on the chaise lounge while basking in the sun. No. I run around, scooping up babies before their heads go under, they eat too much sand, or bang another baby in the head with a pool toy. Sturdy straps are indeed called for.
Yes, it was amazing, but true. If I'd bought the cheaper, more functional top and the bottom at their original price: $41 + $57, plus the 8.75% sales tax, it would have cost me $106.57. Exactly 10 cents less than what I'd paid for all 3 pieces.
My husband actually prefers the triangle top. But I'm in love with the impractical bandeau buckle top, and for 10 cents? Well, I'm worth it.