Ah, the slip dress. Although I did have an appreciation for it before being pregnant, being pregnant has definitely grown said appreciation. Holy wow is it comfy. And breezy and cool, and stylish and comfy (reiterating key word ‘comfy’ in case you missed it the first time I said it).
When you wake up in the morning and 99.3% of your wardrobe doesn’t fit anymore, your belly is literally so stretched that you feel that it may explode and the thought of being in tight/fitted (totally, 100% uncomfortable) clothes all day makes you want to crawl back into bed and hide, you need the slip dress. It’s not like you need education on why the slip dress is so great, but in case you forgot, it is also very versatile (in addition to being comfy and stylish and… you get the idea).
Opt for a spaghetti strap or low cut with a lace bralette and finish it up with some heels (ha! Like I’m wearing heels at all during this pregnancy… but for those of you not pregnant…), and wa-lah! You have yourself a night time outfit.
Dress it down with some sneakers and a denim jacket or tee tied around your waist (again, ha! Like I am capable of tying anything around my waist… in fact, what waist?!), and you have yourself the perfect day time outfit. What the eff is there not to love?
My last three slip dress purchases have been cheapies from Cotton On. I paid $30 AUD for each one and I’ve worn the shiz out of them (excluding the pretty daisy-like print one I purchased today which I haven’t yet worn but will again, wear the shiz out of… which reminds me, I must apply some Bondi Sands tonight because hello ghost-like skin.. Ever noticed how side tracked I get in my blog posts? It’s no wonder it doesn’t drive you bat-shit crazy… Anyway, back to it…). Anything that doesn’t hug my belly and make me feel like I am suffocating is generally a winner in my wardrobe these days.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I actually noticed I was denying myself any pretty clothing purchases because I’ve gained weight and will lose the weight and what’s the point of buying new pretty clothes when I will only need to wear them while pregnant because when I am not pregnant I’ll be in my old clothes again…. YES, that was my thought process. I have since come to realise that… well, that entire thought process is just dumb.
As if pregnancy doesn’t come with enough lovely symptoms, feeling like I have nothing pretty to wear is not another one I need to add to the never-ending list. We carry babies in our bellies for 9 whole months. That’s almost an entire year. Then once the baby is born, our bodies take time to shift all our organs back to where they belong. We don’t get our pre-baby bodies back the moment the baby is born, nope. It takes time. And as much as I’d like to have my pre-baby body back immediately (like, the nano-second my baby is born), it’s not realistic and it’s a stupid expectation and there’s no need for the added pressure. So I did buy myself a new sports bra (don’t even ask how many sizes up I’ve gone… the milk is a-comin, put it that way…), a few new swing dresses, a stretchy (and cool) nighty, maternity singlets and quality maternity tights (ps I’ve totally got to tell you about why I needed these quality maternity tights – I’ll save that for another post), because comfort is everything, my friends. And if you’re going to try and tell me that we women don’t deserve to spend some freaking money on feeling comfortable (and feeling like we look less like a walking balloon and more like a woman) then you’re obviously a boy with no idea about the way the world works (and you suck and we don’t care what you think).
