Nory went to the shore with her sister Lila. They were dressing for the beach, and Nory was putting on an old t shirt like flashdance meets Hokusai, and a skirt she made from old t shirts. It was her first attempt at cutting up shirts for skirts, and it was a success except that the design on the shirt ended up at her crotch. She spun it to her hip, but the shirt covered it anyway.
Lila said I bought a bathing suit. This was the one that did not make me cry. Boy, is that ever true. After a certain point in time, and with our mom's fatty gene pool, there's just no fighting off the distortion of the flesh. (see: legs of Dorian Gray)
Nory looked at her sister in the bathing suit and it was black and white polka dots. She herself had never gone in much for the dots, but we do what we can. It was not good, but if it was okay with Lila, then what the hell.