As the season has transitioned from Summer to Autumn, I’ve felt a transformation in my fashion story. But this isn’t because I’ve had to replace shorts with cardigans, and sandals with wedged booties – it’s because my body is officially on pregnancy overload, and I can’t seem to marry the fashion expression I strive for with the words my body shares with the world. I’m lucky if I throw on more than a cardigan over a tank with some jeans for the average day in my life – or so the last few weeks would suggest.
I’ve had this fun and spunky skirt from Fashion Union for a few months now. It’s neoprene with bumps, and reminds me of a dinosaur egg. I know – weird, but can we all agree to view art differently? I sometimes walk into the room where I’ve had it tossed in the corner, and dream of the day when I can once again wear a high-waisted midi with a crop top and not look dated.
Today, I took the plunge. Despite the deadness of my body, the pallor of my complexion, and the giant alien slowing clawing out of my womb, I decided I wanted to express these feelings through fashion rather than ice cream and self loathing. I squeezed into this masterpiece of a skirt, transformed an Olive & Oak tank into a crop/bralette, and embraced the oversized vest trend as a finishing touch. I bring you ‘Extinction’, my Fashion Union exploration: