Beach Coverup

Here's another pool party purchase. A beach cover up from Vitamin A. Deborah found it online while searching for a crocheted bikini, and even though it doesn't match the new bikini she found, she still wanted it. It was expensive, though -- over 200 bucks, and she couldn't justify the cost. "Try ebay," I said. "You never know."

Sure enough, there was one on ebay -- the right size for the right price. It was still a little more money that she wanted to spend, but that's what girls do.

"Now I need to buy another bikini," she said. "One that matches."

As I said, it's what girls do.





I just noticed that the bikini totally slipped out of place when I put the dress on over it. So what.

Crocheted Bikini

I already told the story of this bikini in The Known Universe, but since I haven't been updating this site very often, and the bikini was so easy to put on the mannequin, I figured I'd post it here, too.

Deborah's birthday is this Thursday and I bought her this bikini as an early present. We've been invited to a "1970's Dirk Diggler style pool party" in the Hamptons and Deborah wanted a new bathing suit for the occasion. Her old suit was sagging, worn and faded and she threw it away. (She didn't have much use for it this year anyway, unfortunately.) Considering the theme of the party, she asked for a crocheted bikini.

A quick google search led me to My Bikini Brazil and it was done.

I have to say, Kate's fiberglass nubbins don't quite fill out the suit as well as Deborah's bodacious tatas do.

Day who knows what

Like the Flashdance dress from a previous post, Deborah got this poncho from the boutique that used to sell her jewelry. She went there for a check and came back with a poncho. She thought it would be good to have for riding her bicycle in the rain. "Is it waterproof?" she asked her friend, the shop owner.

"Totally."

The first time Deborah wore it was on the Fourth of July for a cruise through Little Neck Bay on our friend Fee's boat.

It's not waterproof. Not even close.

Okay, maybe a boat ride in the rain was asking a lot. Maybe it was still a least water-resistant enough for a bicycle ride thought a light drizzle.

She put it on one morning, thinking it made her look like a magical elf, but as she passed through the middle of Bed-Sty, it dawned on her that a white hooded cape had other connotations. She pulled over, took it off and stuffed it in her bag.