You may remember an affinity for all-encompassing denim that started a few months ago, refresher here. I couldn’t quite pin-point what it was that had instigated this liking but wrote it off as a more ambitiously man repelling, albeit creative salute to rompers, jumpsuits, bathroom repellers at large. And then yesterday while perusing an old street style slideshow–the stimulating image driven medium that unleashes all subconscious desires–on Elle.com, I figured it out. Stella McCartney denim jumper, S/S 2011, durrrr. But why the ass didn’t I take the plunge when the alpha onesie had dropped from an expensive $875 to a more moderate $303 on Net-a-Porter last season? You don’t have to answer that, but since you’re always so helpful and shit, I figure I should ask if you’d seen them elsewhere. Perhaps this summoning will help you relieve the harsh realities of a long, cold and wet intro to weekend by sitting at your computer googling, “Stella dungarees.” I suppose this is the point where I should wish you a happy Memorial Day Weekend but inclement weather suggests we’re screwed. At least we’re in it together.