
I have a fat body. Not the kind of smooth airbrushed fat body that you see advertising swimwear, I have a fat body with cellulite, rolls and plenty of jiggly bits. I hid my body when I went to the beach, under boardshorts and t-shirts. I forgot the joys of the sun on my skin and the water on my body. Until a few years ago, when I said “eff that, I want to enjoy the water like I used to!” and ditched the boardies and tee in favour of a bathing suit. Then a tankini. Then a bikini. And now I have about ten swimsuits in varying forms. View Post


