Growing up, I never realised bodies were seasonal. My body worked pretty similarly all year round. Sure, after a day at the beach, I may have gained a few freckles, a tan (or more realistically a blotchy sunburn in stubborn retaliation against my mum’s insistence to apply lotion), but otherwise, I looked pretty similar. My body didn’t stop being a body with the sudden change in temperature. I wasn’t, and am still not, a weather dependent entity. Why is it then, that after scrolling through my Instagram with summer approaching, I’m often left feeling unsure and insecure about whether I’m ‘bikini body’ ready?