Swimwear vs Underwear

I am one of the few people, perhaps the only person, who volunteered to post for Karl’s Summer of Love. Don’t ask me why I volunteered. I have enough trouble thinking about stuff for my own blog, let alone someone else’s blog. Apparently I’m a little crazy. Oh, and allow me to introduce myself. I’m Lynda, from Crazy, Nerdy, Beautiful.

Anyway, after Karl said, “Of course!” I sat in my computer chair, sobbing and yelling “What have I done?” I mean, Karl has a much bigger audience than the five people who read my blog. So, I spent days racking my brain, deciding what to write, when one day, in the shower where I get my craziest and most stupid ideas, it came to me. I’ll write about the greatest superpower we as women can use on a hetrosexual man. And post a picture of my boobs. Because if a guy like Karl can put his balls out there on the internet, I figured it was safe to post my rack. But after typing out the post, I realized it really was a stupid idea, and I 86′ed it.

Instead, I’ll tell you a little story I have been thinking about ever since I did a self-photo shoot at Victoria’s Secret for that other post. (Because I figured Karl’s blog deserved the best!) I started to think about a story my grandfather told me when I was in high school.

My Opa was born and raised in Holland, where he lived until well after he was married with a few kids, and immigrated to America. I remember how he told me that he rented a room from this woman before he was married, and one of the perks of being a tenant was that she cooked the meals.

One day, he came out of the room, and there she was in her bikini, frying some eggs for breakfast. It was a hot summer day, and since she was in a swimsuit, it was no big deal that she frying eggs while wearing her bikini. The next day, or a few days later, I can’t really check the facts anymore since my grandfather away passed in 1994, he came down for breakfast, and the woman freaked out because she was in her bra and underwear, and it was indecent for him to see her that way. Why she was frying eggs in her bra and underwear when she had tenants, I don’t know, but this is what I remember my grandfather telling me.

And the he said, “I really don’t know what the big deal was, because the bikini showed more of her body than the bra and underwear did.”

So anyway, I was in the Victoria’s Secret dressing room, looking at $42 bras, and I thought of this story. And I can only tell you one thing. For $42, I would not go swimming in this:

But I think Opa was right. it probably does cover more than a bikini top would.