Okay, so, again, I apologize for being so quiet. Life's STILL been crazy, and I'm not sure I've had all that much to say. I've been attempting to write ("attempting" being the operative word in that statement) and feel like I've just now gotten back on my feet writing-wise. The historical has been ditched for the time being, since my heart really isn't in historicals right now. So, yeah, I'm working on a contemporary with some seriously screwed up characters, and interesting situation, and some great music.

Anyway, on to the topic of tonight's little blog post.
Bathing suits.
More specifically, bathing suits and the plus-size woman.
Now, I know most women don't look forward to so-called "bathing suit season," but for those of us who have to shop in the "women's" section at the local Target or who are on Lane Bryant's "Frequent Buyers List," bathing suit season comes with an extra set of issues. Namely: finding something that actually looks good, is age appropriate, inexpensive, and offers something remotely akin to support.
Sure, plus-size bathing suits have come a long way, but they still haven't come far enough. For the most part, the ones that are actually cute and figure flattering also run close to 80 bucks and up, and, really, what reasonable person would put 80 dollars in a pool full of chlorine or a salty ocean? Hell, one wear and it's pretty much ruined. And really, what fun is it wearing something you're scared to even breathe in?
But then you have your more affordable ones, like the ones you see at Target. Now, I love Target. I'll go walk around Target and look at stuff just because it's oddly soothing. And their women's section has gotten MUCH better over the years, and I'll find cute stuff there quite often. Bathing suits, though...
Here's the problem with plus-size bathing suits: they're rarely made with the plus-size woman's body in mind.
Take for example the tankini. In theory, fantastic idea. Mix and match, you can get whatevever style top you want and whatever style bottom you want, mix colors and patterns and create all sorts of cool looks. In reality, though, you usually end up with a top that somehow manages to roll up the tummy to under the boobs, which kinda defeats the purpose of wearing a tank top rather than a bikini top.
Then, there's the always lovely swim dress, or skirted bathing suit or what I like to call, "Ugly things old ladies wear." Although, to be fair, I remember my mom wearing one at one point. It wasn't any more flattering on her than it is on old ladies. For those of us in our 20s and 30s (and even 40s, really), the last thing we want is to look old or frumpy (which, really, is still an isue with plus size clothing in general). Plus, in a lot of ways, all those damned skirts really end up doing is drawing more attention to the areas we're trying to cover up—namely our thighs and hips and, okay, lower tummy area. Now, I love wearing skirts and dresses, but the ones attached to bathing suits generally aren't the cute ones that flatter.
As for tops...oh, good Lord, do not let me get started on bathing suit tops. It's like the makers don't take into consideration that plus-size women generally have large, heavy breasts. Not always, but generally speaking, we're busty chicks. Hell, I'm not ashamed to admit that I am quite busty, and almost fell over in shock the last time I had a bra fitting and found out I'm technically a G cup (my response was something along the lines of: "G cup? As in great googley moogly, G cup?"). And these babies have to weigh at least five pounds each. Needless to say, run of the mill lycra is not going to get the job done. The girls need some support in the form of padding and underwires, not to mention straps that are more than a quarter inch thick.
Which brings me to halter tops. When you're wearing a strapless bra (over even one with clear straps), a halter top can be comfortable. However, when it's in the form of a bathing suit top? Not to much. Basically, all of the work to keep the girls up with being done by the halter itself, which means the back of your neck. Ten pounds dragging against the back of your neck for more than 15 minutes is not comfortable. For anyone.
So, seriously, what the hell folks? And for you other plus-size ladies out there, got any tips on bathing suit shopping and finding good deals that won't break the bank? Or your neck?