I can’t decide if this is a bodysuit, or a jumpsuit and LO THOSE WORDS ARE TERRIFYING:
The weird truth is that, body/jumpsuit question aside, this could be worse. It’s a little bit “I just pulled my palazzo pants over my leotard so I could run out into the street and yell at Cooper Nielson, who’s an amazing dancer, but, as a boyfriend, kind of sucks, after this class on interpretive dance,” but…oh, man. I think I just totally talked myself out of liking this at all. I hate it when that happens. Sorry, Claire. We got close, though!