Mono a Mono

I find myself in a pickle, if you will, and this isn't the first time. Here it is. Summer. Again. A lovely time of year. Except for the dreaded swimsuit situation. In my case, I was blessed with a darling little boy five years ago.  & the baby pooch never went away.  I mean, it partially went away.  But never fully.  Well, I take it back.  A few years ago I lost a lot of weight and it went away for a little while.  But my baby pooch, like the Terminator, is baaaaaack.  & here in lies my dilemma.  

I am in dire situations.  Situation No. 1 finds that in no way am I ready to shed the tank top or beach cover-up if I'm wearing a bikini., which precludes me from actually having fun in the water.  Situation No. 2 finds that if I wear the tank or cami in the water, I look like a washed up slob, because we all know what wet cotton clothes look like in the water.  Oh.  Also.  Tankinis don't work for me.  The issue with the tankini, like the wet cotton tank worn as a faux-tankini, is that it doesn't fully cover the buddha belly.  & I still want to look young and fun. 

Now I'm a resourceful type of gal, and I am trying to be positive about said situations above in the following ways: 

1) Telling myself that one pieces are not dowdy.  Over and over and over again.  & that there are some cute ones out there.  

2) Convincing myself that the 1950's high-waisted 2 piece bikini look is saucy and flirty and fun.  Yup.  I just told myself this again in my head.  It must be true!

3) A wet tank is not so bad. 

So, lovely reader, here is where I take the plunge.  Should I explore the obvious 4th option?  The monokini???  They seem sort of cute.  Kinda neat.  Not sure what to do.  But anything has to be better than a dank, washed up cotton tank top.