Not that they aren’t stunning! They are simply marvelous. However, that level of self-awareness and constant striving for perfection isn’t nearly as enjoyable as frolicking in the waves with a tankini bottom that’s sagging, filled with pebbles, and sporting a wild mane of hair.
1. The Teenager
Whether they are fabulously slender, voluptuous, or perfectly average, these teens are too busy adjusting their swimwear to notice their own radiant, sand-kissed bodies. I want to shout at them, “Embrace your form!” Their strong, healthy bodies are not there to be critiqued or admired; they are meant to be vessels for living—running, laughing, thinking, and yes, even a little romance. Treat your body as a cherished guest (and I’ll attempt to do the same).
2. The Grad Student Duo
Sitting together, engrossed in their identical copies of Antonio Gramsci’s Prison Notebooks, they seem to have taken the concept of beach reading a bit too far. Even The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants feels overly ambitious for a day in the sun! I personally prefer losing myself in the pages of the The New Yorker, dozing off while its witty columns leave a print on my sunscreen-slathered cheek.
3. The Parent with the Baby
This poor soul is stuck in a hot, fly-infested nursing tent, nursing her sandy infant while wishing for a refreshing iced coffee. Oh, dear! I’ve been in that position. Take your little one back to the comfort of your air-conditioned hotel, kick back on a clean bed, and turn on some HGTV. The beach will still be waiting when your baby is older.
4. The Kale Salad Enthusiast
This individual is force-feeding her son a kale salad while he holds up his sandy hands in protest. I understand the desire for healthy meals; I often serve my kids kale and homemade bread at home. But come on, it’s the beach! This is not the time for fermented beets from a glass container. God didn’t create Lay’s New York Reuben potato chips for that! (Although I wouldn’t mind winning the Lay’s potato chip contest! “New York Reuben”—that’s like winning $333,333 for each word, making me reconsider my writing career.)
5. The Self-Conscious Adult
Clad in a towel wrapped around her waist to hide her beautiful legs, this person is missing out. I’ve been there, feeling ashamed of my body. But let me tell you, reaching 40 or even 46 brings a liberating clarity. Nobody really cares about my imperfect thighs! Sure, my kids will jokingly point out the areas where waxing might have been appropriate, but they aren’t my target audience. No, that audience is right beside me, appreciating every imperfect inch.
It’s amusing to think that I used to feel sorry for those like me—hairy, rumpled, and unapologetically snacking on Fritos while applying sunscreen to my pale legs. Who knew that embracing middle age would be the key to my beach bliss?
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In summary, while the beach may attract many, I find solace in being myself. Embracing the chaos and imperfections of life is where true joy lies.