What do people think about bikinis?
Wear whatever looks (and feels) most flattering. I wouldn’t rule out bikinis; they can actually be more attractive than the average one-piece on many people (myself included, and I’m not an hourglass).
I have a waist, not an incredibly noticeable one, but one nonetheless. When I wear one-pieces, the difference between my waist and upper hips (where the outer edges of the suit cut off) isn’t great enough for my waist to still be visible. In this way, most one-pieces tend to have more of a rectangularizing effect, which is fine if you’re doing competitive swimming and don’t want your boobs to get in the way, but won’t be flattering on everyone.
My advice would be to either look for:
1) Bikinis with ruffles, because the added volume on your chest and hips will balance out your waist more. While it probably won’t have a dramatic effect, it will at least soften your overall shape and give a more feminine appearance, if that’s what you’re going for.
2) If you’re not ready to try on a regular, two-piece bikini, go for a monokini. That is, the modern kind, which seems to be a one piece with the sides or middle kind of cut out, sometimes in intricate ways. It may not completely re-vamp your body shape, but the right one will shrink the perceived size of your waist, and again, suggest curves.
3) One-pieces. If the above two are too revealing for your comfort, I’d opt for a one-piece that is darker in the sections you want to minimize, and lighter/with a busier pattern in the ones you want to maximize.
Do you want to?
Here’s the thing, no matter what you wear, someone’s going to find someone wrong with it. (Same with me, same with Scarlett Johansson, Nicki Minaj, and literally any other woman you can think of.)
You’re the one who decides what you wear and why you wear it. If you want to wear a bikini to the beach, then wear the bikini. If you don’t want to, then don’t. If you want to, but you don’t think your confidence is up to it, then wait.
That’s okay too.
I swear to God, I went in to buy bikinis, and the lady’s like, ‘You’re not getting out of this store ’til you get down there and show me what you do for those abs and the arms’. She wouldn’t sell me my bikinis! I had to get on the floor and do the stomach thing.
In Blue Crush, we meet three Hawaiian surfers who work as hotel maids, live in a grotty rental, and are raising the kid sister of one of them. Despite this near-poverty, they look great; there is nothing like a tan and a bikini to overcome class distinctions.