No Padding, No Cover Ups

Sunday morning before leaving for Temecula, I was searching my closet, drawers, and laundry pile for my swim shorts. I had a slight meltdown. I thought, Maybe no one would actually be in their bathing suits at the BBQ. Everyone got in the pool and I went in without the swim shorts. I looked around periodically and saw beauty in all the bodies. Our bodies, at 30, are … Continue reading No Padding, No Cover Ups