At Last

The other day, while in the check-out line at the grocery store, I decided to treat myself to the June issue of In Style magazine. As I flipped through the pages, not looking for anything in particular, I found THE swimsuit--the swimsuit of my dreams, the one I've been looking for my entire life (since age 14 on). It's a Norma Kamali retro/vintage. Simply put: I want it. If I could sell my body (through plasma), I would, but I can't. I don't know what to do. If I raise the money I would feel terrible spending $175 on a swimsuit if I could use the money toward rent, gas, food, or other necessities. I know what you're thinking--"Just forget the stupid expensive swimsuit and move on." But you don't understand: I have lived my summers in $10-$20 mediocre suits (to say the least) that I for one hate, or find tolerable, or either stretch out by next summer or are so completely faded and tearing that they are basically inappropriate. And I'm not going to spend $60-$80 on a speedo-type one piece because, although they are quite durable, I hate them. So, Mom, Dad, Briana, Brynne, Bryon?...early birthday gift? Just because you love me gift? Haha just kidding (but seriously).