It’s the last week of the month and it was becoming more hectic than I’ve expected, though, I am definitely not complaining. Almost one quarter of the year has passed and I am beyond blissful on how things are going on with my life. It is indeed true that “Tomorrow is another day.” After a couple of months of my machodream emotional rollercoaster last year, I promised myself to just moved on. For the simple fact that your life wouldn’t end with a single failure. Not to mention, I have spent the end of last year’s quarter with lesser recreation than my usual when I was still working for a call center company. So one could say that my almost every weekend trip this year was just a compensation of what I have missed.
But instead of discussing the usual trip’s activities, I would be dedicating this as a fashion entry. I am in no way making this entry to accentuate my physique nor boast of any asset I have. I am concentrating on my polkadot one-piece swimsuit I wore during my short trip to Tingko Beach, Alcoy (municipality 93 kilometers away from the Cebu City proper) last Saturday. Firstly, I think it is an appropriate topic since it’s summer time and almost everyone wears it. But have you not been curious about how this Lycra-based or polyester clothing has started?
Historians have accounted that bikini started since Chalcolithic(Copper Age), though, it wasn’t until an Australian swimmer Annette Kellerman was arrested in 1906 for wearing one-piece swimsuit that even covered her from head to toe. The evolution of swimwears has gone through a lot from skirts from head to toe and bloomers combo to string bikinis but what remains is its controversiality.
Whether we like it or not, there is always a stigma on wearing a string bikini especially in a conservative country like ours. Locals are not too accustomed in seeing too much skin as a result of wearing such clothing. They could categorize you as liberated with negative connotations included or worse, a slut or easy-to-get individual. Not to mention, people more often than not notice your not-so-flat tummy, not-so-flawless legs and not-so-curvaceous physique. But what we forget is that swimsuits are just made for an activity, that is swimming. Like on how running shoes were made for running, or how doboks were for taekwondo.
After the almost unfathomable misconception you could raise inevitably from wearing swimsuits, most females struggle as well on how to look perfect on it. Good for those who are naturally gifted with hourglass figures without exercising which by the way doesn’t apply to me. I remembered going through teenage years when almost all of my classmates were stick thin and I was not near their figures. I have a normal BMI but I felt I was gigantic. My obsession to stick thin figures had even me wishing for a below normal BMI. Of course, that was before I thoroughly learned of its consequences.
I was grateful that I have undergone such weight ordeal when I was in my teens because that made me realize that weight is not everything. You could be literally fat but still have the best support system in the world. Because at the end of the day, what matters is how you perceive your life and how you make it worthwhile with your loved ones. An excess fat bulging in your maillot would not matter to people who appreciate your existence more than your looks. And lastly, everyone has the right to wear such clothing. Forget what the media has been emphasizing since forever. Grab your summer essentials, enjoy the company and savor what nature could offer.
Let me summarize this by saying that “fashion should be easy, it’s part of one’s life in showing individuality and creativity. But fashion should never be your whole life because there’s more into it than just that.”
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