Tuesday, August 5, 2008

My New Bikini

So I thought I’d start off with an amusing story.

As most of you know, Seth is quickly becoming a surf-aholic. Having last week off hasn’t helped things, but that’s another story. Anyway, being the loving wife that I am, I noticed that he needed wax for his board and decided to go to the store and buy some for him. So I stopped by the Rip Curl store (which is a popular surf brand for all of my land locked friends) and asked for wax (in Spanish I might add ~ it is coming along slowly but surely). The guy told me that they didn’t have any, but that all the bikinis were 50% off. Now just to clarify I was standing next to the rack of bikinis; the guy didn’t say that just because he wanted to see me in a bikini or maybe he did . . . I’m not sure at this point.

Since they were on sale, I definitely needed a new one, so I looked through and found a few that I was interested in and asked a different sales guy to let me into the dressing room. He let me in, shut the door behind me; I hear the door click and, I start to try them on. Now as the ladies know, one must keep their underwear on when trying on bikinis, luckily for me.

In general, Latin American bathing suits are tiny (which brings to mind how their culture views and treats women, but that’s for another day as well); the first bathing suit I tried on was true Latin American style and not going to happen, so I take off the top, put it back on the hanger (because I’m tidy like that) then bend over to take off the bottoms, in the process of bending over, my butt hits the door and the door swings wide open.

So I’m standing there in nothing but my underwear, and as I turn around to try to catch the door, I look up and see the first sales guy standing right there, but as fate would have it, he happened to be looking down. I was so relieved, until he looked up as I was trying to get the door closed. I saw him look up, so I’m assuming he saw me, but you never know, and one can hope.

After I got the door closed, horrified and laughing hysterically, I lock the door (!) then continue trying on bikinis, at the same time I’m trying to figure out how best to handle the situation. I also notice that it got ridiculously hot all of a sudden. So I’m thinking, Should I pretend it didn’t happen? Should I try to make a funny joke? Should I just throw my clothes back on and run out of the store? I could do that, but I found a bathing suit that I like, and IT’S ON SALE!

I decide to play it cool and see what happens. Maybe he didn’t see me after all . . .

I come out of the dressing room, and he’s no where in sight, (insert major sigh of relief here) so I get brave and start looking around. What else could be on sale? As I’m looking at some purses, my man shows up to assist, of course. He doesn’t seem uncomfortable, like he just saw me naked, so I’m thinking that he didn’t see anything.

But then he starts asking me lots of questions like where are you from, where do you live, why are you in Peru, how much longer are you going to be here, at that point, I cut him off before he could ask the American Flasher out on a date. I paid for my half- price bikini and got my (covered) tush out of that store.

So that’s how I got my new bikini; when we go on vacation in a couple of weeks, I’ll make sure I get a picture of it, and you can let me know if it was worth showing that much skin to get it!

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6 comments:

Jacob and Carrie said...

Yay! A blog! And you started it off right with an embarrassing story! That's my girl! I'm really excited about this, and I'll check EVERY DAY, so you better have some more things posted in a timely manner.
Love,
C.

Kari said...

hahaha.. me encanta tu historia!!! me hace recordar nuestros tiempos maravillosos en King's Kids!!! Muchas bendiciones guapa, a ver si cuelgas algunas fotos!!! un beso

Sena said...

That is the funniest thing I've read in ages!! Takes some major guts, girl, to keep right on shopping after exposing yourself like that. Kudos for your bravery!

Angie said...

yeah carrie is totally right. that story was perfect diary material. haha

keep it up :)
love,
ang

Fertile Myrtle said...

wow - you are...just....wow. I can't even put into words. You are amazing. Definitely the bravest Richard-lady in the bunch. Miss you!

Robert said...

Too funny!
:)