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SUNNY SIDE UP

I can’t believe I’m typing these words:

SONNY SWIM IS LAUNCHING MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND.

I can’t believe it. I’m so proud of our company and all the hard work and sleepless nights we’ve sacrificed to create this incredible product.

To see our hard work turn into a physical realization is a wild-ass dream come true.

I keep putting my samples on in the morning, wearing them as I make coffee around the house, and then reluctantly changing before work.

The suits are THAT GOOD! I can’t stop planning every potential beach trip on earth.

Anything for an excuse to wear them in front of the world.

Once they launch, I’m going to do a whole series on how to wear a swimsuit in a nonswim environment.

I want to take a moment to thank YOU. Thank you all, so much, from the bottom of my heart, for being so encouraging and excited about this.

I am beyond touched by the support, by the messages, by the screenshots you’ve been sending me of your group chats discussing it, the pictures of the empty spaces you’ve made in your drawers for your new suits, the countdowns.

I’ve also been cracking up at the videos you’re all making and tagging me in, pointing out everything wrong your swimsuit has ever done to you.

You guys are very funny. And I am very lucky.

I’m overwhelmed by it. (But don’t stop!)

I’ll email out the preorder link THE SECOND I get it. I’ll post it everywhere else, too.

While we wait, OPERATION WEDDING DATE is officially back.

I’m still off the dating apps. I don’t miss them.

I do, however, love the Ask Sunny questions you keep sending in about dating, so keep ’em coming.

(I also hear you LOUD AND CLEAR for a First Wives Club guest edition.

I finally convinced them, so my two shall-remain-nameless-but-not-opinionless friends, B & N, await your questions.

The first ones will come out next week.)

Somehow, it’s April, which means I have to get serious about who I’m taking to the wedding.

I know I don’t HAVE to take someone. I know I’d have a great time by myself.

In the modified words of the great prophet Jeff Spicoli: “All I need is a tasty dance floor, a cool buzz, and I’m fine.

” But there’s this other part of me that feels bringing an actual date signals the official end of my divorce and a brAND NEW START.

It’s either bring a date or cut off all my hair and dye it blue.

I have a month left. The wedding is in June, and we all know those airlines will getcha with those last-minute flights to Chicago!

I’ve narrowed my options to (no surprise here):

1) The Silver Fox

(I’ll pause here for everyone on Team Vixen to cheer: I know you guys are my people because you’re just as curious about the Silver Fox’s cashmere suit dry-cleaning bill as I am.)

And

2) Mr. Postman

(Pausing again, this time for all of you Postman Fans to give him a standing ovation.) Also, I know there was a heated debate there for a minute about whether I should switch his alias to Post Malone, which meant you guys were going to go by “The Post Malones,” which is genuinely hilarious (and honestly, he does have a similar swaggy vibe…).

But “Please Mr. Postman” by the Marvelettes is timeless. “Mr. Postman” felt more fitting.

My goal is to spend more time with each of these guys so that I can make the most informed decision. Always do your research!!

As for your requests to know who between them is the better kisser and everything else—er: I AM A LADY!

I DON’T KISS AND WRITE ABOUT IT ON A PUBLIC NEWSLETTER!

JK, I do that once a week. But these two guys are so different, and so special (vom), it’s not a matter of who’s better.

It’s a matter of… okay, get ready to barf for real: what my heart wants…

And currently my polyamorous heart is like CAN’T I JUST HAVE THEM BOTH?!

Alas, I am a one-man kind of gal myself. The answer, my progressive little heart, is no.

Because I feel like the guy I take to my brother’s wedding is “It.” Meaning, that’s not just my wedding date, that’s the person I’m committing to. The one I want to DTR with.

Okay enough about the men. Let’s talk about what you’re going to wear during this awkward transitional weather, because I personally always forget how to dress this time of year.

Below: five different outfits that I straight-up copied from my favorite muses on my personal MoOd BoArD (linked here, as always).

And just remember: It’s not about who wore it better!

It’s about celebrating personal STYLE, no matter your size .

DMs are open as always. See you in the comment section.