Bikinis: To Wear or Not to Wear
I am spending my Memorial Day weekend in Southern California … on the beach … in a bikini.
I’ve had a “yes, you can” / “no, you can’t” relationship with bikinis throughout my life.
When I lived under my parents roof they were strictly forbidden. Not only for me and my siblings, but for anyone who wanted to swim in our family’s pool. I had many embarrassing HS moment when I had to inform my friends that they’d need to put a T-shirt on to swim in order to cover their inappropriate bathing suits.
I bought my first bikini during my Sophomore year at BYU and loved it. I had that same great suit for about 5 years – and then I got “the lecture” from a friend about my bad sexual influence on the men and boys around me. I felt terrible – and hung up my bikini.
Another 5 years went by before I began to feel that men’s choices were not my responsibility. And then 5 before I grew tired of feeling overdressed at the beach and decided to don the bikini I missed so much.
Today, I make my swimwear choices according to environment. At family and church functions, I don’t. I choose to respect the culture I’m in and wear suits that cover up more. But if family or church friends come in to my back yard, river, lake, or beach, I choose to wear what I like best, that that’s usually a bikini.
I love the way I feel in my bikini. I feel confident and even proud of my body despite its bulges. I like the way the sun, wind, and water feel on my skin. And I feel myself in a bikini.