That's Not My Body, but that is my bikini. It has a lovely padded top and big pants. Unlike Mr That's Not My Age. Sorry to disappoint, but the Blog Widower will not be making an appearance in his skimpy trunks. Suffice to say that the Piscine Police approved of the new briefs and Monsieur was poolside to shallow end in a jiffy. They even put up a new sign in his honour:
My French bikini from Huit passed muster - I've just noticed a similar version in the sale at House of Fraser. Oh and thanks for all your advice on European swimming pool etiquette, Mr That's Not My Age has now packed away his Budgie Smugglers until our next trip.
Back in London now and just about to reacquaint myself with a good old veggie fry-up.
Cute bikini!
ReplyDeletethis story still gives me the happies! Love your bikini.
ReplyDeleteI love the sign! I never would have thought of such a thing, but then I avoid pools. I'd much rather find a river or lake or seaside and wear whatever I feel like.
ReplyDeletehahahaha! Love the sign! Wonderful bikini too!
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ReplyDeletepart deux, I believe ( not what you wrote), and am I the only one not to "get" the drawing, - and I have lived in France 20 years!!!
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