My college was paid for, on the condition that I did not get a job until I finished college. It was very nice, except that I was definitely on a budget. I didn't really have a bathing suit for a long time, so when I saw a bikini bottom at K-Mart one day for 75 cents, I bought it gladly and felt like I'd gotten a good deal.
There were two minor problems with the bikini bathing suit:
1. It had no top, and this was Colorado, not Sweden.
2. I've never really had what you would call, "a bikini figure."
Neither thing stopped me from wearing it. For the first issue, I just wore an old grey sports bra instead of a bikini top. It looked okay, by my nonexistent standards. For the second issue, I did nothing, and it looked okay, by my nonexistent standards.
I went to Navajo Lake with friends, and wore my bikini. I hung out in a toddler pool outside the dorm on hot days, and wore my bikini. You know. It was just my bathing suit.
And it started. I had girls come up to me, overweight girls who didn't even like me, and say things like,
"I just really like what you're doing for us. Wearing a bikini like that. I've never seen a girl with your figure wear a bikini."
They thought I was making a statement for womanhood. These serious girls. These girls with body issues. It was so nice. I didn't have the heart to say that I was just a cheapskate who never gave a thought to fashion.