Don't be confused. My legs are not endless and sinewy, and as a general rule, I don't wear shorts. It's bad enough that subject my roommate/family/TBB/young impressionable boy cousins to the sight of my bare thighs, but the general public? Non. I've obviously yet to channel my inner-Beyonce and do the jello-jiggle down the streets of MPLS, but...
But I love rompers! My tastes tend a bit more to the retro, as that's what flatters my body shape. I like to emphasize the small part of my waist (what girl doesn't) and I'm on cloud nine if you throw in some buttons or a bow. That said, I'm only rarely an all-out-sundress type of girl; rompers are my idea of a perfect combination between masculine and feminine, between sporty and frilly.
I've actually gone as far as purchasing a denim romper one summer, and it hung beautifully in my closet...never to see the light of day (or direct light of any form). As a scavenger of vintage stores, I am willing to bet that one special day I will encounter a romper so irresistble that I will be forced- nay, inspired- to do the mental preparation for my return to shorts. Until then, I will share with you my favorite sleepwear: incarnated annually by le Gap, and worn almost nightly by me. I give you...the sleep romper.*
*Not for lazy boyfriends.
7. ROMPERS MAKE ME FEEL CUTE AND GIRLY. AND I DON'T HAVE TO JUSTIFY MY SLEEPWEAR TO MY SHEETS.
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