This summer I was able to wrangle an awesome job for the city working with special needs kiddies at a fun summer camp. Unfortunately this requires me to be in a pool with them... which causes me to have instant anxiety. It isn't the "being in a swimsuit' part that bothers me but the being-in-a-swimsuit-in-front-of-my-coworkers part that gives me heart palpitations.
I already spend the majority of my life strategically covering up my boobs with high-cut tops & matronly bras. These rash guards will be my conservative savior this summer, so I can go confidently in to that chlorinated lagoon.
