When I was a little girl I had all these grand plans for when I was skinny. I would get a boyfriend, wear designer clothes, etc. Of course as I got older I realized that those things can happen at any size. So my skinny goals have changed. Instead of fantasizing about living life to the fullest (I can do that as a Plus Size Princess), I fantasize about the little things in life.
Example: If I were skinny, I would be able to wrap myself in a towel at the gym.
The towels that they provide at the gym could probably wrap around… my thigh. They’re slightly smaller than hotel room towels (which I also despise). So the only place I can use them is on my head after I’ve washed my hair.
Last night as I headed to the steam room I observed all the women with little white towels neatly wrapped around their little white bodies and I have to admit, I was jealous. Every girl had a different style. Some had towels around their waist like a skirt with their breasts out. Some draped the towels around their shoulders like a cape. And then there was the woman in the steam room wearing full towel garb with a towel skirt, a towel blouse wrapped under her armpits, a towel head dress holding her hair up and a towel covering her face.
I, on the other hand, wore a white cover-up (white, so that I don’t stand out too much in the sea of white terrycloth). While these ladies casually discard their used towels in a bin for the locker room attendant to handle. I have to take my sopping wet cover-up home every night so that I can launder it for the next visit.
Oh how I long to wrap myself in a single towel! How fun would it be to cover myself in one swoop! I would tuck the two corners underneath each other so while I stepped on the scale in the gym locker room. Or maybe I would duck in and out of the steam room with care free abandon and casually drop my used towel in the used bin like the other girls….
I tried wrapping myself in a towel once and I think I covered one boob with it. One time I even took two towels and attempted to tie them together, but it just looked like a strange loin-cloth/diaper contraption so I gave up.
To be honest, I don’t ever see myself getting that skinny. I don’t think my body is designed to be small enough for that sort of thing.
But a girl can dream, right?