Hello Swimsuit of My Dreams
I know that I tried to start a one piece conga line at our joint birthday party last week, and all things considered you guys were down to put on a weird hat, an old school swimsuit, and grab the shoulders of the stranger in front of you to make a human centipede. And I really appreciate that, I do.
It’s just that about one day later I fell in love with the swimsuit of my dreams, and instead of an unitard, it’s a bikini.
The brand is called Kiini (because get it…like bi-kini?) and each suit is handmade so no two are exactly the same, which is great, because the only thing worse than wearing the same dress as someone is wearing the same swimsuit as someone. The horror. THE HORROR.
They come in a crayon box of color — royal blue for me, navy for you, pink for the panther, white for me again, yellow for…what do you know, also for me! Or fine, you can do yellow too. (Let’s just coordinate being on different beaches that day, cool?)
Not only do they “unleash superpowers such as extreme positivity,” according to the site, but their creators say that “suggested activities include but are not limited to: catching waves, cartwheeling, daydreaming, making out, hula hooping.”
Well. If there’s one thing I love more than a conga-dancing centipede in rainbow of one pieces, it’s a wave-catching cartwheeling daydreaming makeout with a hula hoop around my waist and a candy-bright bikini on my butt. Sold.