Murphy's Minute for Radio Station 93.3 - 2002
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Bathing Suits Listeners, move closer to your radio because I have a most terrifying story to tell. Somewhere in this fair land, women are crying and girls are screaming.. because it’s that time of the year again... time to go shopping for a bathing suit. Yep, with the seasonal heat, comes the macabre, morbid and female ritual of trying on an endless array of strings and straps. Like alot of things it’s always easier for men. A guy can just pull off his shirt and shoes and ... tada.. instant beachwear. For women it is harder. For the perfect suit they must famliarize, mobolize, capitalize, economize and then accessorize. If the art of wearing clothes separates man from the animals, then the art of buying clothes seperates woman from man. Men and women surely differ when choosing their swimwear. Women like style, fashion and color. Men will pretty much settle for anything that will leave enough change to buy a Chili Cheese Dog or a cool pair of pliers. Women like to wear something that has a certain “look and feel.” Guys just think it’s cool cause the underwear are “built-right-in.” When it comes to swimsuits, the female species is much more self-critical than men too. Women tend to obsess over every little imperfection that shows when wearing a bathing suit. Guys pretty much don’t care, unless they overlap their waisteband to the point that it casts its own shadow. I guess we just have differing swim suit issues..
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