I was recently enjoying a holiday at the beach with my husband Justin.
It was the day after I had shot my swimwear and beach accessories content and I was feeling on top of the world. I’d picked out one of my favourite swimsuits and had bounced down to the pool.
Once poolside I noticed two ladies relaxing on the sun lounges. They were at least 30 years older than me and I remember smiling to myself as they were dressed in the same style of white pant my Mum often wears!
Then it happened … as we walked past, lady number one tapped lady number two on the arm – they looked straight at my exposed legs and laughed.
I put my towel down, took off my t-shirt and walked to the waters edge. The ladies didn’t take their eyes off me … in fact they kept whispering and sniggering.
My husband Justin came to the waters edge oblivious to what had happened and asked me if I was ready to jump in. I couldn’t answer him … instead I could feel the huge lump in my throat form and the hot tears start to fall.
Bewildered Justin asked me what was wrong. Through sobs I told him – not only was I upset I was humiliated.
After some reassuring words from Justin and a quick cuddle I pulled myself together. As Justin had pointed out, here were two ladies wearing long pants by the pool making fun of a curvy girl who had the confidence not to cover up her body but to instead let go of her insecurities and simply wear togs in the water.
I wanted to tell those ladies that they knew nothing about my story. They hadn’t seen the big walk I had been on that morning, they hadn’t seen the scrambled eggs and grilled mushrooms I had had for breakfast when I so desperately wanted toast – I did in fact nourish and care for my body.
I also wanted to ask why my body shape had to be shamed at the pool?! Why did they have to make me feel like I wasn’t good enough? What was so wrong with me simply wearing togs?
So the tops of my thighs weren’t perfect – they jiggled when I walked, they are larger than regular size and pockets of fat are visible but they are real and they allow my legs to run, walk and swim!
As I stood on that pool deck I knew I had two choices – I could let those ladies win and cover up or I could get in that pool and have a swim.
So in the pool I got … admittedly crest fallen but determined to keep fighting the good fight. Loving yourself is by far the greatest revolution and ALL body shapes can look stylish and beautiful.