Well, I’ll be honest. I never thought I’d see the day when I wore a crop top in public (or anywhere else for that matter). I’ve mentioned that they just weren’t my thing, and then, after having kids, I figured that ship had sailed.
But then they came back with a vengeance, and the more I saw them, the more sense they made to me. And the more I wanted in on this particular trend (though I’m not afraid to let a trend pass me by, if I’m just not feeling it). Quietly, I’ve tried them on in my own closet (it’s safe in there– favorable lighting, no bystanders. . .). But, then a few weeks ago, I wore one out.
I felt pretty giddy, actually. It’s nice to be surprised by your own self, after so many years. And, until I noticed the stark discrepancy in the level of my tan between my shoulders and my stomach, I still felt pretty good about it.
Actually, I’m still pretty psyched about the whole thing. Sure, I could use a tan (and maybe some more crunches), but I’m out there (as is my belly button). It’s a whole new world.
Photography by Megan Tsang