How many times do we need to hear “never say never” to believe it? Apparently I need to hear it again.
I’ve been all over (and not in a good way) drop-crotch pants for quite some time—my favorite whipping boy being the harem pant. Now I still cannot go there. But I did find myself in a dressing room a couple weeks ago, in a jumpsuit with a slightly lower seat, and I was smitten. To the tune of not one jumpsuit, but two are now hanging in my closet. (I told you I have a bad habit of buying in twos). But between the price, the fit, and the idea that it’s a complete outfit in itself? Sold. Brilliant.
Not so brilliant? Going to the lavy.
Good thing I only bought two. Undoing the whole schebang, removing the belt for every trip? It blows. Not an outfit for a libertine and a night of libations. But still fun. This is actually what I wore to see SATC2 with my lovely gal pal, H.
*WVW=What V Wore
Benetton jumpsuit and belt, Michael Kors sandals, gifted Amanda Deer anchor necklace (more about that in a future post),
Om charm necklace from Neiman Marcus, vintage large gold chain necklace, Beachcombers glass bangles.