I want this:
I want it for no reason other than it reminds me of Sweden.
It’s like a deconstructed Swedish flag:
And lord knows I certainly like things Swedish.
Even though I’m of Norwegian descent.
I’m not buying it though.
Because I have a habit of buying bikinis and never wearing them.
And I’m not going to do that anymore.
Let’s face it, I already have a Swedish bikini bottom I purchased from Globalkinis:
I intended to wear it with a Swedish flag tank top out on the playa with The Swede but then he wasn’t able to come to Burning Man:
So I scrapped the outfit.
I still have it though.
Maybe I’ll titillate The Swede by wearing it under my clothes and showing it to him in private.
Boy, does that man like all things Swedish.
Swedish coffee, Swedish candy, Swedish chocolate. . .
American women, though.
Lucky for me!
So even though I have a hankering to turn up on a beach in Florida wearing a Swedish colored bikini, I have a strong feeling that I will never actually follow through and do it.
Me and bikinis.
I imagine I’m bold enough to wear them but then I chicken out.
That’s just how I roll.
And as a parting gift from me to you, a picture of the Swedish Bikini Team: