One of the reasons I like going to the beach, aside from the obvious, is seeing all of the people.
I sit in my chair, read a book, listen to music, the waves, the birds and people watch. I absolutely love people at the beach! They are completely at ease, doing their own thing, being one with nature and letting all of themselves be seen.
Sometimes there are the bodies that I find too thin. And despite the quote about you can never bee too thin, I think that’s wrong. There is such a thing.
I like people who have some girth. They wear a bikini, trunks where their belly shows and walk along unapologetically about who they are and what they look like.
Every now and then you see someone trying to cover all of that up, which makes no sense since they are at the beach, but you can tell they are conscious of their body. And it’s not their fault.
Our society has long glamorized the thin. I’m not sure why, since some of the most iconic women in history have not been waifs.
I personally think women with curves look like women. I appreciate a little fat on a body, it lets me know you like to relax, have a drink now and then, eat a good meal and aren’t too uptight or controlling. This is a person I can spend some time with.
I’ve spent plenty of time with people who obsessed about being thin. Counting every calorie, fat shaming anyone who dared to enjoy themselves and sweating profusely at breakfast while they glorified their six mile run to me and my children who were trying to eat bacon.
People who are body conscious to the point of trying to put their values on others are just plain obnoxious. Good for you for putting in all that effort! Now, can you pass me a beer and some of that guacamole!
Have a drink, eat some freaking food you like and like yourself for who you are, not how much exercise you do. People who are attracted to people for nothing more than their looks are not evolved. Empty, narcissistic shells. I like shells, just not when it comes to people.
I for one am trying to enjoy the life I have, not worry about what others think or fitting into my skinny jeans. Where am I going? Where are you going? It’s Covid season.