Tuesday, May 17, 2011

The Great Swimsuit Caper

Last week I posted about an upcoming swimsuit shopping excursion. (Sorry to those of you who commented, Blogger ate them and I can't get then back.) That turned into the Great Swimsuit Caper.

This is how it went down.

The participants:
Kid A
My Sister-in-law
Her daughter, Cousin B
Her son, Cousin D
A bunch of unsuspecting shoppers

The scene of the Great Swimsuit Caper:
Right smack dab in the middle of a crowded Costco. No wait. Right smack dab in the middle of a very crowded Costco.

I can hear you all out there saying, "Costco? For swimsuits?" You heard me. Costco. Why? You know how they have guest businesses come and sell their products for a few days every once in awhile? Well, they hosted a modest swimsuit company that has a reputation for super cute suits. Let's just say Costco and the movie Field of Dreams have something in common, but this time the whispered voice said, "If you host it, they will come."

And come they did.

Women everywhere. Packed around the swimsuit stand like...well like women desperate for a modest swimsuit. And we were there, too, circling the cute, cute suits with the rest of the horde. But there was only one problem.

Costco doesn't have any dressing rooms. None!

Have you ever attempted to buy a swimsuit without trying it on? Yeah, not a good plan. And every woman there thought the same thing. You could see it in their eyes and in the way they held the suits up--and in how they complained while circling the suits like sharks after blood.

Then my sister-in-law tugged Cousin B close and shoved the top of a suit over her head...and over her clothes.

I did a double take. And the Great Swimsuit Caper was born. Have you ever tried to squeeze a spandex swimsuit on over levis? Well, you guessed it. I did. Several times. Right there in Costco.

At first the other women just stared at us. Then they stared some more. And every person walking by stopped and stared, too. I would have stared at myself if I wasn't so busy trying to shove my fluff, augmented by several layers of clothing, into a skin tight swimsuit. Then the other women joined us. Yup, all of them.

You should have seen the look on the attendant's face as thirty-some women grabbed a suit and shimmied into it over their clothes. So worth every minute.

And we all found a suit. And I never even had to get naked. Bonus! I even had fun. Scads of it. I may never go back to the old way of looking for a suit.

What does this have to do with writing? Well, sometimes you want to tell a story but there isn't a dressing room. You can either wander around wishing you had one, or you can break out of the mold and tell your story your own way.

I recently read Glimpse by Carol Lynch Williams. It's a poignant story about secrets told in verse. And it's amazing. But it wouldn't have been so gorgeous told the traditional way.

Sometimes you have to make your own dressing room. Are you going to try something new on today?


Jonene Ficklin said...

Okay, the images in my mind as I read your post were awesome - and scary. I wish I'd been there to see it. Don't be surprised if a security tape of it goes viral on youtube, ha ha! Great post as usual!

The Stanley's said...

Fluff! You make me laugh. I honestly wish I had been there to see the crowd of crazy ladies trying on suits.

Sandy L. Rowland said...

You always make me smile.
Miss you.
I would've joined you at Costco trying on suits.
I'll sacrifice my pride for a good fit. Or be humiliated for a few moments at Costco rather than an entire summer. Sort of like writing.

LeishaMaw said...

Jonene, that would be funny if someone taped us. :)

The Stanley's, fluff indeed. It would have been even more fun with you there.

Sandy, pride smide. Who needs it? Besides, everyone ended up laughing. Good times.

Anonymous said...

Well, that's one shopping trip I'm sorry I missed. ;-)

Anonymous said...

Ooh, I love that. Inventing your own way to tell a story when there isn't a ready-made model that will fit. I totally have that issue. Still want to have my unusual narrator, too, and trying to find a way to make it not only work, but make it awesome. Thanks for the funny post!

LeishaMaw said...

Anonymous, you did miss a fun one. :)

Nikki, I wish it was as easy to do as to talk about. Sigh. I guess we just have to keep trying. :)


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