I knew it was going to be a gorgeous day today and I knew my body was in need of some necessary Vitamin D. So I got all bossy pants, with el captain of the conference room and demanded the afternoon off. Oh man, it was the best decision ever. I spent lunch time hiking through the wildflowers at Mueller park with my pup. Afterwards, I had earned the only worthy reward- a few hours in the sun by the pool.
I have been dying to throw on this pineapple print suit ever since it arrived. It’s got such a fun retro feel and I’d never given Torrid swimwear a whirl before. In short I am fool because as I learned today, I was really missing out.
The top makes the girls look amazing. I own lemons, but in this suit they look like cantaloupes. That’s like a miracle right there folks. I am ever so grateful for the va va vooooom. For those who asked, I am wearing a size 1 on top and a size 2 on bottom.
I also like this suit because its a great first bikini for a plus size girl. Not everyone is ready or comfortable bearing a lot of skin. This suit is super fabulicious because it’s just a little more revealing that a tankini, but more flattering and definitely more bold.
Huge shout out to Torrid for making amazing swimwear and providing me this adorable suit to try out and review.
My work life is pretty intense sometimes. So it wasn’t a total surprise when my boss was like “ you need to stay two more days in NYC.” But at the same time, I was totally unprepared. I had nothing to wear, literally. I had packed dresses in lieu of pants, so I had no easy way to rework an outfit from the last few days. Plus, I needed to be dressed to take a client out on the town Thursday night. So it’s not like I could just buy a few crappy t-shirts and make it work. I had to get crafty.
So I ran to forever 21 in times square, which just so happens is open until 2am. This is a gift from god, because all my normal, non-zombie hours were allocated to typing away at businessy documents or chillaxing with the clientele.
I walked through the store and just kind of went grabby hands, mostly because I hadn’t slept in several days and every minute spent shopping was a minute not sleeping.
I literally shopped in no less than 15 minutes and I really had no clue what I had purchased. I just wanted to sleep, so badly. So 2 black things, one white things, and maybe a sports bra went into my bag.
I consider this blind shopping as one of my greatest fashion stroke of lucks in my entire life. Because I woke up to the most amazing mesh leggings and this ridiculously cool vest. I luckily had a mesh sleeve t-shirt in my bag. Together they become a magical blend of cool and comfort.
Some think fashion takes all this thought. We think we have to plan everything out to perfection, but the best looks aren’t discovered like that. I find my best looks are when I have to make it work, when I don’t have things figured out, and I don’t have the time to over think it all. They become effortless reflections of self.
Outfit Details:
Crepe vest: Forever 21 (not online yet, but in store)
Mesh insert leggings: Forever 21 (not online yet, but in store)
#RealTalk . For years I avoided shopping at Torrid because I believed their clothed didn’t fit me. That means for literally almost 10 years, I haven’t given the brand a chance. I have, on occasion, strolled into the store, wandered around a bit, only to decide nothing would fit me right and leave empty handed.
Fast forward to present day, where Torrid asks me to try their new Girlfriend jeans. With some major hesitation I say yes. Half of me is hoping this will help to conquer a bizarre clothing fear, and half me dreaming the pair I selected will actually fit and look good.
I get the package in the mail and for a day or so, I ignore it. I have enough heartbreak in my life. All girls know that the only thing that is more painful than a messy break up is….. jeans shopping. Jean shopping, it’s like organized grief. I did not have high hopes.
If these didn’t fit I would awkwardly have to write an ” I’m sorry my ass is too wide for you denim” email, I remembered thinking as I finally got up the gumption to try the indigo trousers on. [paused for shock and awe] They fit like a glove.
The best part about expecting something not to fit and having it fit perfectly is the rush of relief you feel come over you. I would write no large rump apology emails. I would not have to McGyver these pants into working. Nope, these Magic Pants were meant to hug this bootylicious ass and thighs. My fears were stupid.
What have we learned today? Do not let your high school self make decisions about what your adult self can enjoy. For 10 years I was limiting my options because one time I had a bad experience. Don’t be like me. I was be ridiculous. Props to Torrid who has obviously spent a lot of time refitting their jeans for the plus size body. I am in love with these jeans and since trying them on they’ve become my go to pair.
So We Love Colors sent me some samples of a few things they are trying out new for plus sizes. Free things I would have bought anyways? SCORE! So when I opened their package and saw bright yellow tights staring back me, only one thing came to mind. It was a beautiful and sacred thing or which teen dreams are made of….
I feel like every since I saw this movie eons agos ( I will not how long to protect my age and let myself continue to lie about my age to quasi strangers who might google me when we inevitably fall passionately in love), I lusted after these outfits. They’re so color rebellious. They’re so hip. They were so unlikely to ever be made in my size.
Well times have changed. And I can easily find a hot pink bodycon dress and yellow tights.
THANKS INTERNET.
And I just so happened to have the heirloom whistle necklace.
Basically it took all the way until 2016 to make all this possible.
We all know I am a sucker for a bold, sassy, fearless, menagerie of color print, and this lovely faux wrap skirt from Nyata meets all my technicolor needs. I like this brand for a few reasons: First they don’t use numbers for their sizes and instead choose positive adjectives to describe each size on the spectrum. Would you rather wear a size 20 or a size “amazing.” I’d choose amazing any day, because I am every day. Always. Self love, high five yah’ll.
Second, is the meaning in the name of the brand itself. Nyata means “real” in Indonesian, and Amber the designer created the label to encourage women that regardless of their size they are a real person, and important part of this magical world.
Lastly, Nyata boasts lots of staple prints. The type of timeless patterns that I believe endure beyond a single season. I believe every girl should own one bold printed frock that emerges each year with the same bravado it radiated the year before. I feel these prints have those types of chops.
I love being bathed in colors and wearing this skirt just makes me happy. It’s the type of print you look down at and just smile because it’s a bold display of fabric emotion. How can a girl not be happy candy-coated in such lovely hues?
I wanted to keep the styling simple and let the skirt be the star. But life isn’t simple, and either am I. Let’s be real, I am complicated mess. At least my fashion sense is a true reflection of self.
I really really really wanted to share this cute story with you today that involved fried food, an adorable old man and craft beer, but my computer crashed and ate it. Being I have a big girl job and very little spare time, I hope you’ll forgive my filthy no good hunk of junk computer from it’s document consuming ways and instead just oggle the prettiness of this lover-ly look.
Hearts. Hearts. All kinds of hearts. I saw this skirt/jumper/wondrously life appropriate beer garden esque garb on Unique Vintage and I wanted it so bad. But moving has made me super broke. Like, wow I can’t believe I found $20 in my couch cushion, now I can……….. pay my electric bill, broke. I am coupon clipping- people. I am considering pan handling at the park. WHY MUCH YOU COST SO MUCH DOG DEPOSIT?
As luck was have it they reached out to me around the same time offering a piece of theirs to style. I consider this a Valentine’s miracle. So although I am desperately single, at least my body can be covered in a suspender-ed skirt of hearts and colorful jubilation.
I get the package in the mail and for a day or so, I ignore it. I have enough heartbreak in my life. All girls know that the only thing that is more painful than a messy break up is….. jeans shopping. Jean shopping, it’s like organized grief. I did not have high hopes. 
I really really really wanted to share this cute story with you today that involved fried food, an adorable old man and craft beer, but my computer crashed and ate it. Being I have a big girl job and very little spare time, I hope you’ll forgive my filthy no good hunk of junk computer from it’s document consuming ways and instead just oggle the prettiness of this lover-ly look.
