Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Spring Clothes Shopping Gone Wrong

Posted by Mandy at 10:42 AM
I took Samuel and I on a little shopping trip to Pine Bluff yesterday while the kids were in school. I called one of the only friends I still keep in touch with from high school (who works in PB) and we met up for lunch. That was the first time we'd seen each other in a long time... and that's the first time she's seen Sam since she visited us in the hospital after he was born! (She did bring us an AMAZING supper in the hospital.. omgosh.. I could have kissed her feet for that!)

After chit-chatting and laughing so hard it made eating a bit impossible, we parted ways and Samuel and I headed to the 'wonderful' (drip-drip with sarcasm) mall there. I had a gift card from Christmas to Dillards and I happened upon some decent sales. I was thrilled as I walked out of there with my big bag of goodies and headed to my favorite store - JC Penny's. Oh how I love thee.

I used to absolutely hate that store, but as of late, they've gotten some great lines! Their prices have skyrocketed, but the good 'ole' Penny's sales keep me coming back for more. I found some really really great clothes for the boys (which is often tough for me to do), and found nearly nothing I liked for Madison. (odd) On my way to checkout with my double stroller loaded down, I happened upon the most horrific sight I've seen since this time last year. It made my stomach knot up a bit, and I think I even said aloud, "Oh no..."

THE BATHING SUIT SECTION! Duh-Duh-Duhhh....

From bikinis, to one-pieces, to tankinis... there they were. Mocking me as I walked past. The bikinis jokingly called to me,
"Hey, mom of three.. why don't ya try US on?!"
The one-pieces scoffed,
"Do you really think you can pull off the cut of these bottoms?!"
The tankinis could barely keep their composure as they reminded me that their tops stop right about belly button range... and the bottoms start right about hip-bone range, leaving the worst part of the midsection right out in the open for all to see. Lovely.

Oh how I dread this part of upcoming summer. I MUST choose a bathing suit. We do a lot of going to Magic Springs and going to the lake with friends, not having one is not optional.

So, the hunt begins. Finding the bathing suit that covers my stomach AND my rear. I better start hunting NOW.

7 comments:

Rosjuane on Wednesday, 18 February, 2009 said...

I've got to do this soon too. But mine will be done in Dillards b/c they have better bathing suits for sucking it in. It will cost you a price to look good, but we pay a price for that daily!

Allison on Wednesday, 18 February, 2009 said...

I dread it too. Sadly, I was never this way before Jenna but now things have changed! :(

Mandy on Wednesday, 18 February, 2009 said...

Rosjuane, I'm with ya. It's worth the extra money to get a suit that fits well and makes me look better. lol

Allison - ditto. I used to love bathing suit shopping pre-kids. No matter how thin and in shape I get, things just are not the same! lol

Anonymous said...

I have never enjoyed shopping for bathing suites. They are an evil invention. But I am with you Mandy I love water parks and being out on the lakes. I better start the low carb/low fat/low taste diet!

Anonymous said...

Bathing suites are an evil invention made by either really skinny girls or men. Either way I have never enjoyed looking at myself in the mirror in one. But I am with you I loved doing water activities in the summer!

Leslie

Allison C on Thursday, 19 February, 2009 said...

It's not just the kids, but age! I have no babies and dread the swimsuit section these days. I just try to remember how little I remember or care how the other gals look in their suits when we're actually out.

Good luck!

Anonymous said...

When you find the perfect bathing suit let me know. I am still in search. My dreams of a bikini are out.

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