The Good Plain Cook
“‘Borrow it. You have just the figure for it, Kitty,’ Mrs Steinberg had said yesterday.
‘Petite. Compact.’ The top of the bathing suit was like a vest, but with thinner straps; the bottom had a tiny pleated skirt sewn onto a pair of shorts. It was pale blue cotton with white vertical stripes. Just the thing, her mistress had said, for a beach outing. Kitty stood in front of the small mirror propped up on her chest of drawers and held the garment to her body. Without even trying it, she could... see it was far too big for her. When they’d gone to the beach at Bognor as girls, she and Lou had swum wearing just their bloomers and knitted vests, but Miss Weston, their Sunday School teacher, had never got past the paddling stage. Kitty found it hard to imagine a grown woman throwing herself into the sea, in full view of the beach, wearing just a bathing costume. It was all right in the films, where they wore makeup and didn’t have to actually get wet, but the reality was a different matter.MoreLess
‘Petite. Compact.’ The top of the bathing suit was like a vest, but with thinner straps; the bottom had a tiny pleated skirt sewn onto a pair of shorts. It was pale blue cotton with white vertical stripes. Just the thing, her mistress had said, for a beach outing. Kitty stood in front of the small mirror propped up on her chest of drawers and held the garment to her body. Without even trying it, she could... see it was far too big for her. When they’d gone to the beach at Bognor as girls, she and Lou had swum wearing just their bloomers and knitted vests, but Miss Weston, their Sunday School teacher, had never got past the paddling stage. Kitty found it hard to imagine a grown woman throwing herself into the sea, in full view of the beach, wearing just a bathing costume. It was all right in the films, where they wore makeup and didn’t have to actually get wet, but the reality was a different matter.MoreLess
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