I bought a onesy last week (as a gift, folks! as a gift!) with the “I ♥ NY” logo on it, thinking it would be a better choice for a NY baby than the “My mommy drinks because I cry” piece that I preferred.
My purchase got me thinking about why adults don’t have onesies. Sad, really, since it’s such an easy choice of clothing. One piece, nothing to it. Better than a dress, which requires undergarments of all sorts as well as a multitude of accessories and potentially some ironing. Onesies are simple. Why else would Spidey wear one? Or Flash Gordon? Sure, the adult version may look more like a catsuit for superheroes and those of us obessessed with Halloween, but it doesn’t have to.
I recall owning an old Banana Republic flight suit that I thought very stylish when worn with heels and a form-fitting military-type belt. I miss that outfit. Granted, I’ve blocked out the struggles with the buttons during trips to the toilet when I wore it, and maybe I didn't look so hot in beige, but that’s memory for you, isn't it? And I imagine that today's onesy would be like those old farmer Brown long john pajamas with flaps for easy access. No fumbling around after drinking those 8 glasses of water!
I think I’d like one with blue pinstripes and the number 2 on it, if anyone asks.
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