Fat Bottomed Girls You Make the Rockin World Go Round!

"Come to the beach with me!" my mother said. "Just bring your bathing suit. We can have lunch..."

"Yeah, mom, I really don't actually have a bathing suit."

"What?! TJ Maxx has them up in Clinton for only twenty dollars!"

"Yeah, I don't think I really want to wear..."

"Amber, you're missing out! The beach is a beautiful, wonderful zen like atmosphere!"

I poked at my tummy, thinking about what, exactly, would happen to that "zen-like" atmosphere should it go on display. Not that I'm fat, I'm just "extra curvy"... ok, maybe after yesterday's pizza, "extra EXTRA curvy".

I'm going to the beach. But I am NOT wearing a bathing suit.