Leather Pantsuits and Bustiers: My Alter Ego's Business Casual

I need a leather pantsuit and bustier.

No, not for that.

I need a leather pantsuit and bustier to take on the world. Also, a butterknife.

Ssshhhhhh, I will explain. (Honestly, I don't know why this would call for an explanation, as everyone should need these three things and you all should know why.)

When you possess a leather pantsuit and bustier and a butterknife, you have the power to take on the WHOLE WORLD. It's true. See below.

Seline from Underworld is my leather-clad superhero. And this is her go-to outfit. Like Superman and his red spankies. She has battled lycans, killed vampire lords, and created a lycan-vampire hybird and made him fall in love with her in these clothes. She most likely succeeded in doing these things BECAUSE of her outfit. (All ladies know the importance of a power ourfit.) And her kick-ass boots. (Shoes always complete the outfit.)

These are the skills I should have learned in college. How to escape certain situations all the while wearing sexy pants. A much needed skill in this fast-paced, 21st century world. Butter Knife Defense 101. How to Move in Leather 301. (This is obviously a junior level course.)

My superhero was frozen for 12 years, escaped (after she thawed up for a bit first, obviously), grabbed an outfit (which of course happens to be the leather pantsuit, bustier, and door bashing boots), and ran out of the building, but not before she slit 8 guys' throats open with a butter knife sliding on her knees.

Butterknives and Leather clip (see seconds 30-38)

She then went on to befriend a super hot man vampire, battle a giant lycan by stuffing a grenade inside his body, mother a child who peels lycan heads like a banana (but did not teach her how to read nor enrolled her in therapy to assist the child in the transition from test tube science hybrid baby to the real world), and conduct more various killings and offings of random security guards. ALWAYS in the leather pantsuit, bustier, and boots. Always.

Not only is she my superhero because she is just super badass, she is my superhero because she does badass things in a fabulous outfit.

I now get the obssession young (or all) boys have with superheroes. If their obssession includes yearning for their special superhero outfits.

If you need me, I'll by trying on leather pants. Please prepare for world domination.

(Does anyone have a spare butterknife or bustier lying around?)