I went bikini shopping.....
Our Las Vegas honey moon has crept up on me and I realised I only had 1 matching bikini, 1 random bikini top and a swimming costume.
I needed more so we braved primark. [and asda, and newlook and tesco!]
and I mean BRAVED! There was a sale on so that was all kinds of fun, and whoever had put the stock out had done it with all of the organisational skills of a elephant in a teapot.
You see have have a few simple rules for buying bikinis.
1. it should cover my nipples [I thought this was pretty standard but I think I might be wrong
2. It should cover both my front and back bottoms [I also thought this was a universal requirement, yet again wrong]
3. It shouldn't cost the earth, I refuse to spend a fortune on something with that little fabric.
4. It shouldn't make me feel like a potato. [I know I don't look like a potato but it shouldn't make me feel like one!
Anway I walked into the changing room with 8 bikini sets and came out with 1, yes 1 bikini and a huge dent in my self esteem. I mean what the hell is clothes shopping? Especially bikini shopping?
My problems started when my lovely fiance couldn't come into the changing room with me, I need him to tell me all of the good parts of how I look when all I can see is the bad! Now I do get this, upon entering a changing room with my partner either he starts ripping open curtains or we have to "have it off" [we don't do either of these things can you detect the sarcasm?] And I get it because there are probably men who make women feel uncomfortable when they are in the changing rooms, but I needed my Rikki!
My next Issue was with the door or should I say curtain? This is the twenty first century people!!! Get an actual frigging door! with a lock! and FYI if your one of those people who goes to open a closed curtain "just to check if there is someone in there......" there's a reason its closed! BECAUSE THERE IS!!!
Next up is the lighting, who decided that what women want is florescent lighting? Who stood and thought whats the most unflattering lighting we can find, because I think we'll use that!!! and the mirrors!OMG the mirrors! If it wasn't already bad enough that you look like a giant in that tiny room, with 50 million watt bulbs lighting up every flaw [Including the attractive indentations from your jeans] then your open your eyes to find yourself reflected seven times over.
And the whole time I was stood there, in a bikini top that barely concealed one boob let alone two, with the bottoms on over my pants because hygiene guys! please don't be the person who tries on without pants on! and Ya know my socks on because lets face it I ain't putting my bare feet on no grotty shop floor , thinking to myself would it just be easier to sew something?
But I would have to get fabric? which can range from £10 a metre for plainer stuff to £20 per metre for more jazzy stuff, and how do you know if your got the right stuff? what if it too thin? WHAT IF IT CAN'T SUPPORT MY BOOBS? *whispers* what if it goes see through?
What if I need power mesh? what if I don't know what power mesh is? what about underwire? What about stitching!
And then the most horrifying what if?
What if after sourcing all the materials and sewing it up I still dont like it? whats if its like the 7 that got put in the no pile in the changing room? all that work and expense and I might still hate it?
So in my eyes its easier to suck it up and go shopping!
but I just need to remember these things,
1. Always size up!
2. Try on at home and return them if you have to! the lighting in your own home is far Superior!
3. and reward yourself with a cookie after!
Normal sewing will hopefully resume soon!
Much Love
Frankie