Fruit punch means two differentiating tidbits to me. On one hand, it reminds me of the notorious Kool Aid pitcher (or is he a person? Or is he a she? I know not) crashing through houses and turning pools into blood-red somewhat-scary vats of sugar (please tell me you know what the hell I'm talking about as a YouTube search for said commerical yielded nada). On the other hand, fruit punch calls to mind the current trend for all things fruity and tropical-y in the style sphere. This J. Crew jumpsuit is sartorial fruit punch. This is a flawless and I do repeat and emphasize flawless style for those nights out you might not remember but that you also will never forget (Instagram now allows drunkards to piece their night together in a way David Systrom never could have imagined – what the actual fuck? How did we meet Bradley Cooper while grabbing dollar pizza?! True story. I’ll tell you another time).
Anywhoo, back to this jumpity jumpsuit. It does double-duty – for drunken eves, don the look for those tequila-swishing nights with your gal pals (tequila-swishing is a new sport of Olympian qualification, or so I’ve heard from a well-informed alcoholic) or rock it for a more daytime-appropriate weekend look (pictured in this lovely little Outfix above). Can’t you imagine wearing this look to brunch, from the ruby-red-bloodshot-eye-concealing Gant tortoise sunnies to the just-large-enough-to-hold-the-essentials caramel-colored J. Crew tote. Slip into some embossed white DVF pumps for a whiff of elegance, spritz on your Chanel No. 5 for a whiff of something other than that, and then dive into your mid-morning of Mimosa-fueled gossip. Shopity Shop below: