Showing posts with label Playsuit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Playsuit. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 April 2009

Bleurgh!


(Image via Miss Selfridge)

Isn't this the most OBSCENE thing you have ever seen? I had the misfortune to stumble upon it while searching for playsuits (if I am choosing between one cocktail dress and twenty playsuits I need to do the necessary research) and I think it is just a travesty. I do not condone that kind of thing. Not one bit of it.

Playing Up


That lip adorned playsuit is so mega if you don't buy it I am going to have to. It's perfecto!
The playsuit is one of those items that I looked at and thought 'A blouse attached to a SHORT...are you kidding me?! Wouldn't catch me dead in that etc etc ad nauseum.' But I did that with the original heeled gladiators too and now look at me. I'm hopelessly devoted. And I feel that I could be heading that way with the playsuit.

The whole possibility of pant flashing thanks to a gust of wind/inelegant dimousnt from bar stool/insert other potentially embarrassing situ will be happily avoided in a playsuit. I think once you get over wearing an item whose very moniker seems a bit - wrong - and the fact that Katy Perry is forever sporting one, there are just no other negatives and we must buy them ALL up and praise ourselves on our genius.

As an aside, the current 'are you kidding me!' is the knee high gladiator. Please see above. It horrifies me. But at the same time I have the sliiiiightest little nagging feeling that come June I'm going to pop up in one. Serious.

p.s. Whilst I have been writing this the poor girl in the lippy pantsuit has been stomping up and down the catwalk on asos.com. Up and down. Uuuup and dooown. I feel as though I have really overworked her and I am convinced her expression has taken on a slightly dour edge. Another interesting factoid is that each time I meant to type playsuit I added an e making it 'playsuite' which then made me think of bathroom suites, which then made me ponder whether I should ask The Head to paint OUR bathroom a new colour or whether I should leave him in peace and stick only to the kitchen and bedroom and so on and so forth. Which means this post has taken me about an hour and a half to finish. On a day when I said that I would be cracking on too....oh Kerr! I do apologise.
Addendum - At the risk of making this post almost biblical in proportion, I realised that I had failed to answer your 'tshirt or no' question. What a dolt! Yes to the tshirt underneath the strapless PS and yes to a plimsoll. Deffo fabbo.

Fair play

We are both already sold on long leg jumpsuits, that has been well documented, but the short leg playsuit? Hmmm. I had feared they might resemble an oversized romper and might not be excessively flattering. Yet I have been 100% converted. I bought one yesterday from River Island (they won't let me download a pic though, damn them!) and I almost swooned it is so adorable. The shape is similar to the one above, but it has a floral pattern. It almost looks like a tea dress, quite 40s, with a super sinched in waist. I LOVE IT! I want to wear it with black opaques and the librarians. It is funny, that being a short(item of clothing) not a skirt I don't feel trashy in a really high heel even though it is very short (length).


So, on discovering how wonderful it was I cast my eye about to look for more. Must have more! Must only wear playsuits from this point on! The feeling was a little obsessive. Then found one similar to the one below, ie strapless. We have gone over my feelings about the lack of a strap with a generous bosom, but what about with a white t-shirt underneath and a plimsoll? Share your words of wisdom, do!
(Images via Asos)