“OK, so what’s the worst thing you’ve ever said to yourself about your body?” our video producer, Vicki asked me, instructing me to look straight down the barrel of the camera.
Standing there in the most beautiful swimsuit I’ve ever worn – a navy one piece, cinched in at the waist with a lace-up detail on the bust – I knew the answer.
You’re disgusting. A pig. A fat pig.
Raise your hand if you can’t think of anything you’d like to do less than wearing a one-piece in front of your co-workers? Well, I did it.
It was on a Monday morning not unlike any other. I was minding my own business in the staff kitchen (by which I mean I was making toast) when my boss asked me if I’d like to be in a video we were filming with body positive swimwear brand, Swimwear Galore.
Before my brain had the chance to send a message to my mouth to ABORT MISSION, it blurted out ‘yeaaaaaaaaaah sure’ in that high pitched voice you do when you’re not entirely sure you believe what you’re saying.
Then, I must’ve passed out or something, because what felt like moments later I found myself in a one piece that I can’t entirely remember putting on (must’ve suppressed that memory) standing in front of multiple cameras with a bloody bright light shining on my bod.
I was putting on my ‘I’m so fine’ face but inside I was packing it. I felt hot, red, pale and clammy. I had all of the thoughts.
Will my thighs be in the shot? I thought my boobs looked better in this when I tried it on, or was I imagining that? Why didn’t I tan? WHY? Will my double chins show? Did I say I definitely don’t want my thighs in the shot?