At the club I help manage, we see it all. From the little children with milky-white, never-seen-the-sun-skin, to the older folks with alligator skin. I pretty much thought I had seen everything...until the other day when I walked into the women's restroom (loo for you Brits) to be confronted with a 75-year-old woman with her one-piece swimsuit down around her waist. Trust me...you don't even want to think about it. Then there was the guy that thought thin white swim-trunks would be a good look. Uhhh...NOT...especially when they're wet.

Wonder what new fashion statement awaits me tomorrow?