It’s almost the Skeleton Autism dare to be yourself Halloween shirt in addition I really love this end of yet another summer, a season that entrepreneurial body image profiteers long ago learned to market as “swimsuit season.” (Translation: Whittle your body down to as fine a point as possible so you’ll be more inclined to buy things). Normally, I mark this three-month expanse of warm weather not by beach vacations and picnics in the park, but by the inventory of food I deny or permit myself at those events. A lobster roll on a trip to Maine? Ten Weight Watchers points, doable but not ideal. A s’more fresh off the campfire? Too many points, but fewer if I omit the Hershey’s chocolate and make do with one square of graham cracker. A BLT packed with ripe, juicy summer tomatoes? A whopping 21 points, i.e., don’t even think about it.
This summer, though, unfolded a little differently. As quarantine isolation got to me, I resolved to stop forcing myself to read the Skeleton Autism dare to be yourself Halloween shirt in addition I really love this highbrow, so-called “improving” literature I kept heaped on my nightstand and turn to novelistic comfort food instead: After all, why punish myself further during a pandemic? For some, that might mean digging out the Dean Koontz or the Gillian Flynn (or the Meg Cabot, if YA is your thing). For me, it meant treating myself to secondhand copies of almost all of novelist Jennifer Weiner’s work.