|We are way overdue |
for a renaissance in
classic American swim caps
But I thought I'd try it for pleasure and it is, except for this one thing. My advisee, Leah, a young woman with TMI/boundary issues, told me that some of the boys in the Yabba Dabba Doo fraternity make a point of swimming when I am in the pool to check out me and an ethnomusicalogist about my age and dimensions.
They call it: MILF Watch.
The ethnomusicalogist shifted her swim time to 7 AM. I can't do that early; it causes college competitive swimming flashbacks.
My solutions was to go on eBay and buy a collection of circa early 1960s swimcaps. I am hoping my swimcaps--like this one with its yellow petals and flower on the side and especially with the chin strap--will call to mind their grandmothers, and that a GILF Watch will simply be too shuddery, too "that's just wrong," even for frat boys, who generally do not set their propriety-bar very high.
Serendipitously, however, I have discovered I adore my swimcaps which, unlike the newer generations of thin, sleek caps, actually keep my hair DRY. And I have a lot of unruly hair. In the last few months I have ordered 7 from eBay. I've developed an eBay swimcap-porn compulsion.
Sometimes, late at night, I just have to go out there online and take a swimcap peek. Just you know, to release some tension.