Labor Day has come and gone which is the unofficial end of summer. For that reason Labor Day has always annoyed me. I don't like a manmade holiday determining the end of a season. I know we still have a few weeks of actual summer left and probably a lot of warm weather still to come. But Labor Day is a defining moment each summer. It means to start packing away the thoughts of fun in the sun and get ready to sit by a fire as it storms outside.
So in anticipation of packing away my swimsuit into the back of the cupboard, I thought I needed to post the final bathing beauty for the year. I'll save all my other lovelies and gents for next summer, providing this blog still exists.
Raise one final snow cone to our lovely boardwalk beauty real photo postcard. Happy with who she is and full of good humor. Soon she'll be putting away her woolen swimsuit for woolen stockings, woolen dress, woolen coat...oh just everything very warm and scratchy and woolen.
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Yep, comfortable with herself, and looks like she'd be fun to know.
ReplyDeleteThis is the picture of a woman who had no real friends...
ReplyDeleteIf this were me, I would hope to God someone would tell me..NO.
Oh, I think she probably had a lot of friends. That smile is so real. She's genuinely happy and silly. And I bet on Thanksgiving when she showed up with boxes of sweets for the kids she made them laugh and giggle.
ReplyDeleteYou KNOW this is making Nurnive squirm.
ReplyDeleteI hadn't thought of that! Yes...spotter. Spotter needed.
ReplyDeleteThat's my kind of bathing suit.
ReplyDeleteI'd need one a bit longer...with a turtleneck...and perhaps a hood with a string I could pull tight so only my nose would stick out. That would be the only kind thing I could do to others on the beach. And then I'd run like the wind screaming like a chicken. I would be memorable and frightening to small children, but I would disappear under the boardwalk never to be seen again. I'm just sayin'. That's how I would have done it. Later I'd have been found nicely dressed at the salt water taffy stand unrecognizable. My mind tends to wander.
ReplyDeleteA turtleneck is a nice touch, but my hair is pretty so I'd leave that out to blow around in the wind. I'd join you in the the chicken screaming, children frightening romp though, sounds like fun.
ReplyDeleteOh, that would be fun, wouldn't it. A group of women at the beginning of the last century running and doing cartwheels down the beach, screaming loudly, and then disappearing into the sea spray with only their laughter left. Good times. Good times!
ReplyDeleteThis girl looks like so much fun. I would love to have that kind of self confidence.
ReplyDeleteBut, thank God for lycra.
Yes, I wish I had her confidence.
ReplyDeleteShe would look just fine naked, and I think her expression would be just the same. We're all lucky to have bodies to cover up OR not!
ReplyDeleteI know. I think she's beautiful. No set parameters. Just a joyful smile.
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