Dear friends,
I’m very excited to finally publish this post. Why? Because it’s due time we all enjoyed a good laugh.
I confess it wasn’t easy to capture these shots. With the Daughter unable to join me this summer, I didn’t have a decoy. As a result, I got the stink eye from avid Speedo wearers on more than one occasion.
However, not one to stray from my mission, I donned a large hat and sunglasses and pretended I was photographing the Mediterranean sea.
Over, and over, and over.
Some of these shots will make you groan, others will make you cringe, and the last one will restore your faith in men’s ability to select appropriate beach wear.
In the past, earlier Speedo posts have been a bit controversial.
Hence, I want to address the issue by stating the following:
To any reader who thinks it’s his or her right to defend Speedos and the men who wear them, I say, don’t bother. Not only because this post is done in good fun, but also because you are never going to convince me there’s a reason for men to go out in public wearing something that resembles an undersized loincloth. As far as I’m concerned, the only man who’s ever been able to pull off a Speedo has been Michael Phelps, and that’s only because he wore it in a tub. So instead of going on a useless crusade, I suggest you sit back, check out the photos, and chuckle to your heart’s content.
When and where was your last Speedo encounter?
XOXO,
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