Braving Bodycon

If you'e been reading my blog for a while, there are a few things you might know about me: I am a chronic nail biter, I eat ketchup with everything (seriously, everything) and I really, really don't do bodycon. The idea of something clinging to every last lump and bump is not something that appeals to me in the slightest. When I want to impress I go for the five year old's response: tutus and sequins. But you know what they say about your fears- you're supposed to embrace them, and while I'm not about to handle a huge tarantula or watch someone throw up repeatedly, I think I'm ready to give bodycon another go. 

sequin dress- c/o Lavish Alice

fur jacket- Quiz

necklace- Topshop

ankle boots- c/o Clothing at Tesco

I'd be lying if I said the decision to try bodycon again wasn't influenced by "ZOMG SPAKRLEZZZZZZ". Yeah, I love sequins. I ummed and ahhed over this dress for ages, but then I decided it was just too beautiful to resist and perfect for the party season. Plus being black it's a little more classy than my usual sequinned items, so I wore this last weekend when Phil and I went to see Singin' In the Rain at the Opera House. It's not that often I get an opportunity to go to the Opera House! I love this little fur jacket and believe it makes any outfit look extra sophisticated. It's one of those jackets that I always find myself reaching for as soon as it gets colder.

So am I a bodycon convert? Potentially. I have plans to wear this dress again for Phil's company's Christmas party on Friday, but I definitely won't be wearing it for events where eating a lot of food is involved (aka, all the best events). I admit, I still felt a little (okay, more than a little!) self-conscious in something so clingy and tight, but I'm determined to push through the fear!

Are you a bodycon fan?

Charlotte x