Last week we marked the birthday of the bikini. To celebrate, we asked Southern California-based writer Lillie Ramirez to come up with a poem about what it’s like to have a beach-ready body. Here’s “Song of a Beach Goddess.” Summer will never know what hit it. #BeFullyYou
When I wear my bikini,
My stretch marks, chub-rub, my cellulite;
How can she walk around like that?
How is she not covering up her fat?
The beach and I are alike
My fat rolls, my stretch marks became ocean waves
Kissing my body, the way the sun and moon do when they say good-bye
To the sea each day
The shake my big thighs make with each step I take
The warm, damp sand
The waves crashing against the shore.
And as the ocean breeze runs its fingers through my hair
Singing sweet nothings in my ear,
It was the day I decided that I was a beach goddess.
And you can’t take that away from me.
A beach goddess wouldn’t let you,
She’d just drown your efforts instead.