Best Friendship
I have a "date," sort of, for the beach today. That is, we're both going and he told me to give him a call and we'd meet up. You realize the impending and serious problem right? In which bathing suit do I look the most svelte?
I call ME immediately. The first thing she says. . ."Don't wear the green and yellow one, you have a tendency to fall out of that one. Don't you have a pink one?" me2: "Yeah, I fall out of that one too. I wore it last week and Friend had to keep me constantly in check." me: "Ok, you know which one I like--the black one, the Wal-Mart one. It's simple and flattering." me2: "I like that one too! What an unexpected find." me: "Ok, and the blue one. . .not my favorite. Cute, but not my favorite. What else you got?" me2: "The other Target one, yellow with butterflies." me: "But are you tan enough for that?" me2: "Not quite. Ok, then I have the Banana Republic red one, just simple, the bottoms tend to sag, though I'll have to try it on." me: "No, that's one's cute, simple." me2: "Ok, cool, either the black one or the red one."
Only women would know basically every bathing suit in their best friend's collection. I just found the conversation amusing, amazing, and wonderful, that a friend could know all my bathing suits even though she hasn't seen them in 8 months and is four hours away! I picked the red one, me.