Admiring the Look: Glossy Glam in Berry Bold

Okay, let’s get this out of the way, yes, I know I might be a little too old for this outfit now, but I’ve always wanted to blog about it, and I just couldn’t resist any longer. Why? 

 

Because it's absolutely jaw-dropping, that’s why!

Oh, to wear such a sassy little outfit: the black V-neck, off-the-shoulder, short-sleeved bodysuit, paired with a berry coloured, short pleated skirt in glossy vinyl, finished off with black leather platform ankle boots. It's a look I truly admire for the way it effortlessly oozes femininity, confidence, and a bit of attitude.

I have to take you back to the summer of 2017 when I first laid eyes on this outfit. It’s a day I remember vividly. At the time, I was working at a college, and the new academic term had just begun ushering in a fresh batch of school leavers. For many of these new students, leaving school behind meant they could finally express themselves through fashion. While some stuck to more traditional looks, others embraced fashion that bucked the trend, making bold statements with their outfits. Over the years, I’d seen countless students come and go, and more than once, I came across outfits that I’d consider a little risqué for a college setting. This outfit was definitely one of those but I fell in love with it immediately.

I remember being sat in the canteen, having my morning coffee when I saw this female student walking along the adjacent corridor. It was the berry coloured, sleek glossy skirt that caught my attention first, its smooth, shiny surface catching the light as she moved. And as her full outfit came into view, my heart started racing, my pulse quickening in a way I hadn’t expected.

 

There was a sudden warmth rising in me, a flush that spread from my chest up to my cheeks, as if the colour of the skirt itself had seeped into my skin. I could feel my eyes widen, and a deep sense of admiration washed over me, she looked effortlessly stunning.

But beyond admiration, there was a deeper, almost jealous longing. I couldn’t help but imagine myself in that outfit, wishing I could pull it off with the same confidence and grace she did. It was as if the outfit itself had a power, one that made her stand out and made me feel like I was seeing something rare, something I desperately wanted to possess. I longed to feel as gorgeous and unstoppable in it as she did. There was this strange mix of excitement and envy stirring inside me, a desire to step into her shoes, or rather, her boots, and capture that same magnetic allure.

She was a quite a busty girl, and the deep V-neck bodysuit accentuated her figure, revealing quite a bit of cleavage, enough to turn heads. Paired with the rest of the outfit, it was no surprise that a quite a few male students couldn’t help but trail behind her, their eyes clearly drawn to her. She was aware of the attention her outfit was attracting, and there was a certain confidence in the way she carried herself, almost as if she were enjoying the admiring gazes it brought her way.

While the outfit was undeniably stunning, it was definitely a bit too daring for everyday wear at college. I’m fairly certain someone must have mentioned it to her, as not long after, she started dressing more conservatively.

 

AI image of the outfit

That night, when I got home from work, I couldn’t stop thinking about the outfit. I immediately began searching for the skirt on Google and, within moments, I discovered it was from Boohoo, described as a 'Sophie Vinyl Box Pleat Skater Skirt.' I didn’t hesitate; I bought it there and then, along with a similar black short-sleeved V-neck bodysuit. Next, I went on the hunt for a pair of ankle boots, using the image still vivid in my mind as a guide. I eventually found something similar on eBay, and within the span of an hour, I had purchased the exact same outfit I’d seen and admired.

 

 

AI image of the outfit

 

It took a couple of weeks before I finally had the chance to try the outfit on for myself, but every moment of waiting was worth it. As I slipped into it, complete with makeup and my long black wig, I felt an overwhelming sense of femininity wash over me. Standing in front of the mirror, I experienced that same rush I’d felt when I first saw the outfit at work: a wave of excitement mixed with a bittersweet longing. In that moment, I felt both beautiful and deeply out of place. I wished so badly that I could turn back time, that I could have been born female, that I could live this life fully as the woman I’ve always known myself to be. The reflection staring back at me was everything I’d dreamed of, but it only deepened the ache for the person I’ve always felt I should be.

 

Have you ever felt that rush when you saw an outfit you truly loved, something that made your heart race, made you feel like you were seeing your true self? Have you ever gone out of your way to recreate that look for yourself? If so, how did it feel when you finally wore it, seeing that reflection in the mirror? I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences.

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Lotte x