You know when you get out of the shower and you have that joyous opportunity to look at yourself naked in the mirror? Or maybe you don’t look at all. Maybe you were like me and just grabbed that Turkish cotton towel as quickly as you could and moved on to the next task. Well, I had a moment at the end of last summer when I took a FULL peek. I took a hard look at myself - - and for lack of a better term - - I got kinda pissed.

I sweat through the dress I wore. Yep. Kept taking trips up to the restroom to unzip and cool off. Obviously my pits were toast. Two huge sweat circles. Then when I noticed the two smaller sweat circles forming underneath the boobs, I was like, "AHHH....hell no. So I walked all the way back to the cabin, sat naked in the bathroom, and blow-dried my stains of joy for a good 15 minutes or so until they were dry.