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Yes, Please: Finding an Old and “Forgotten” Piece of Clothing and Discovering it Still Fits

Over the years I’ve amassed a pretty sizable wardrobe, and most of the things that I’ve purchased on a whim never see the light of day.

On the other hand, some of those impulse buys (which I’ve resolved to not do anymore) have become my favorite things in my closet, and I’ll probably wear them until they are threadbare and falling apart.

When I lived in Florida, a former roommate and I spent a day at the beach, and on the way there stopped at a little surf wear shop to check out the deals. I remember the day fondly, as I left the beach with mild sun poisoning– who knew you had to apply sunscreen every two hours when your skin is practically albino? (Clearly not the 20-year-old version of me). I also came back with a new bathing suit, purchased just because it fit the criteria of being on sale and cute.

It was the first official bikini I’d ever been brave enough to purchase, and wear out in public. Prior to the days of the pale pink bikini, my swim attire was either a one-piece or a very conservative two-piece.

For the remainder of my residence in the Sunshine State, that bikini was my standard attire for visits to the pool at my apartment complex or to the volleyball courts. Once I moved back to Illinois, it was the middle of winter, so the bikini and all other summer clothes went into storage, and it was back to sweaters and jeans for me.

By the time summer rolled around again, I had forgotten about my favorite bathing suit, and made do with a substitute that was much more conservative. I’ve thought about searching out the lost suit from time to time, but had never looked very hard or really cared enough to hunt it down. I figured it would probably be too small or worn out or something anyway, so why waste time looking for it?

A few weeks ago, during a visit to my parents’ house, I was looking though a box of old stuff to see what I wanted to take to my apartment and hidden at the bottom was a scrap of pale pink material. Instantly I knew what it was, and placed it into the pile of things for my apartment, knowing that even if it wasn’t worth wearing it’d at least be around to remind me of those long ago days spent at the beach and pool.

The other night, I was a little bored and decided to try it on. And it fit! It actually looked pretty good (to me), so I snapped a picture with my phone, either to see if I’d think the same thing at a later date, or just to document the fact that an eight year old bathing suit not only fits, but appears to be in wearable condition for next summer.

I’m not a fan of people posting scantily clad pictures in a public forum, so that camera phone picture won’t be making its way into this post, but take my word for it, it’s a pretty good one. 🙂

I’m curious to know if any of my old and forgotten clothes are still hanging around and waiting to be rediscovered, so a scavenger hunt at my parents’ house might be in order. For now, I’m just happy to have made the bikini discovery.

Have you ever made a similar discovery or had one of those randomly great and unexpected “ah-ha” moments?

One Response

  1. Swimsuit Fan, in the Industry says:

    Photo please 🙂

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