Santa Cruz, CA
I know this is hard to believe, coming from someone who posts pictures of themselves in various outfits on the (semi) regular, but I don’t shop for clothing a lot. I shop for stuff for the house, oh yes (too much, probably), but I’ve spent the past year or so gradually whittling down my closet so it holds only the things I *actually* wear, as opposed to things I think I may want to wear someday.
What’s happened, though, is that I’ve gotten rid of so much that…I don’t really have a ton of clothing left. Except I now have zero interest in picking up a new item just for that brief endorphin zing that comes with a purchase, because I’m more excited about the endorphin zing that comes from having an uncluttered closet. I need a few more key pieces in my closet, but I don’t want to waste money on yet another thing that I’ll take out every once in awhile, look at, and then immediately put back in favor of the same old whatever.
The fact that my wardrobe needs an assist is complicated by the fact that nothing looks good on me lately. (I have no idea whether this is technically true, but it feels true because I’m in one of those blech moods where I can’t stand the idea of getting dressed.) A couple of days ago I went shopping with my friend Erin – and NO CHILDREN, which meant that we actually got to try things on minus a Stage Five Clinging situation. I tried on dresses that I would never wear, and gingham tops that made me look like a Jessica Simpson circa 2005 aspirationalist, and silky pants that my life would destroy…and then I found it: the weirdest item of clothing in the store. I ran up to Erin, brandishing this sort of hybrid onesie/jumpsuit/crop top-shorts combo thing, and she said, “Oh!”
And then she realized that I actually intended to put it on my body, and said, “…Cute…?” (Because she is nice.)
But then I did put it on, and it is THE. BEST. You guys, you need to own this. First, it is now officially the most comfortable piece of clothing I own. Second, it feels like wearing pajamas but looks like you actually might have put in some effort. Third, it is not actually as hard to put on as it looks like it is (and totally doesn’t require the presence of a second person in order to button). Fourth, you do not need to get completely naked in order to pee, and in my book that makes this the White Whale of Jumpsuits. (I’m not going to explain how this is so, but suffice it to say that it has to do with the fact that the back is open, so there’s some separation between the top bit and the bottom bit. Whatever, just trust me.)
Buy it here, or check out more adorable romper-y things below.
