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I’d like to claim ownership over this jumpsuit and tell you that I found it myself, but I didn’t. I was sent the link to it an email — no subject line, no text — by my friend Chiara, who is aware of my growing mania for coveralls and likes to tempt me with her spot-on assessment of my taste. It is a relief to me when she sends me things I can easily dismiss, and at first, I thought this was one of them — I do not, generally speaking, wear pink. “Maybe if it came in black,” I wrote back.
This was a week ago, and I have not stopped thinking about this jumpsuit since. What a soft, delicate, ultra-hip shade of pink it is — the color of a tulip petal passed several times through the Gingham filter on Instagram. Think millennial pink, but softer still; less cool, but more ethereal. Sure, pink has always looked bad on me, and true, the rare attempts I’ve made to wear colors bolder than navy blue have historically resulted in clothing that hangs sad and unworn in my closet. But this pink is barely pink, and perhaps barely-pink would actually make me look like an angel.
Besides its captivating color, I am also drawn to this jumpsuit for its utilitarianism. I don’t know why coveralls (previously confined, for the most part, to janitorial and prison uniforms) have become trendy, and as a person who lolls around in front of a computer for money, I certainly don’t need them for my profession. But I am perpetually attracted to single-piece outfits, suggestive as they are of an on-the-go and carefree attitude. I would love to be a person who doesn’t think about having to pee as often as I do. I would love to be good at using a drill. I would love to be someone who could fix the wiring on a space shuttle bound for one of those cool new Earth-like planets. I would love to be a person who could wear a full outfit in a shade this light and feel confident I wouldn’t spill at least three different things on it. I’m just not that person, but this jumpsuit makes me want to believe that one day, I could be.
And there must be a lot of people who feel the same way about this as I do — the perfect pink coveralls are currently on backorder until June.