Playsuit – Ark, Shoes – Office
You might think this photo is quite glam, but there’s nothing glam about playsuits; nothing at all. Do you know how hard it is to pee in a playsuit? To pee after extensive pre-drinks and practically have to undress yourself in the loo?
This is why I never* wear playsuits.
*Ok I did, this one time. Every now and again I get the chance to reunite with the gals I lived with during university. I love them all to bits and we always have the best nights out ever. Since graduating, we’ve each moved on to pastures new and unfortunately we all live apart. Like a bad break up, we just can’t give each other up. It was time for a reunion so I packed up my glad rags and hopped on a train to Carlisle, to hang out with them after 4 months without each other. With that said, I wanted a killer outfit to mark the occasion. Why I chose a playsuit I will never know…
I have got to admit, I do love the sleeves. I think that’s what sucked me in to this glorified onesie trap. You need something that covers you up a little bit in Carlisle. Fair enough my legs were out but when you’re walking down Botchergate and it’s below freezing, you start to thank the heavens you at least tried to keep warm. Also, the sleeves get you bonus points if you forget to shave or tan your armpits properly. (See I told you gals nights out aren’t as glam as you think!)
I paired this look with my new NYX Liquid Sued lippy which is an absolute dream. I rarely wear lippy, but these matte finish magic wands have become my go-to look since I first invested. It’s a bit of a jump to go from no lippy to vibrant colour and I was a bit worried. I don’t have the nicest smile ever so I don’t like to draw attention to it! Then again, who can resist a good matte lip?
Trying to bust a move in this playsuit was troublesome at best. Now, I’m not the most graceful anyway but this definitely made things more difficult. I was caged. My dance moves were mummified in cheap, highly flammable material. Even raising my arms in the air bought the whole playsuit up with them. Imagine this after I discovered the bar we were in had a Mean Girls inspired You Go Glen Coco drink. I had a few and all I wanted to do was boogie, but this gosh darn suit wouldn’t let me!
Alas, I don’t think I’ll be wearing this piece again soon. Not unless I’m somewhere that requires me to stand completely still all day. I’ve seen a few jumpsuits that I might try when the weather picks up. Perhaps it could be like some form of ‘playsuit-to-jumpsuit-graduation’. Yes, that’s exactly how I’ll justify my next purchase!
I’ve possibly put you off playsuits for life, but if you fancy braving the idea here are a few I think you’re going to love:
Have you ever experienced a playsuit drama?