Well, well, well. Who would have thought it would come to this. The onesie. The one item that I never thought I would write about, let alone wear, has finally invaded my life. I am sat in Dundee, watching Community and chatting to a friend of mine and his girlfriend while they play some free to play game on their iPad. His girlfriend is sat shouting loudly as she loses badly on the game. She is, though, wearing a dinosaur onesie.
It’s green, with a tail and spines and looks absolutely ridiculous. I think it is comfortable though? I’ll ask her now; she says it is. It looks stupid though, but the promise of comfort and warmth, coupled with the sheer rage it seems to bring out in her is something that needs to be seen to be believed. I don’t know if that’s all because of the onesie, but I think it probably is.