So, last week in a particularly rambunctious mood, I dressed up as the bearded lady a la Victorian Circus.
It was fabulous. I giggled all day. It has, however, created huge problems for me this morning, one week later. You see, I promised to continue with the circus theme and do ‘Tattooed Lady’ this week. This tattooed lady…
Isn’t it a fabulous photograph? I adore Maud! I confess to absolutely loving the awkward posture and the socks and the shoes and the strange unnatural arm position and the crown. How could you fail to love that crown? So, I have a tattoo or two and as a sign from the lords of coincidence that it was now time for me to go full circus freak, my daughter just happened to have made a crown at school last week. It was right! It was the right thing to do, to go and stand next to my dustbin in my knickers! I said I would do it!
But that was last week. This morning I woke up and thought, “Hell no! The internet will not see me in a state of undress!” Because despite being nearly 40, having a delicious husband and 2 beautiful children, and frankly being a bit of a waif, I still have the bikini angst. The memory of the teenage thunder thigh trauma, the slimming pills, the mad sit-up regime, the wear-black-’cause-it’s-slimming-phase still looms fairly large apparently.
And I have pored over the photograph and I have have ummed and aahed over whether or not I can possibly use it. I have a ridiculous Isadora Duncan day from early spring that I never posted. I have back-up. I have decided though to just throw caution to the wind. I have a 4 year-old daughter, you see. She came home from school the other day having been told by a friend that she was a ‘fatty boom boom’. And that is not okay. She is quite perfect and should have no question in her mind that she is anything but.
Now, whether or not my personal exhibitionism will serve as an example for my daughter is debatable, but I’m going to do it anyway.Take that bikini angst! Take that teenage thunder thighs! Take that neighbourhood and paper recycling guy! I have a bikini and I’m not afraid to use it. I’m the tattooed lady. I am awkward and have bad posture and bobby socks.
Phew…tough morning. Next week…straightjacket 🙂