I did it.
I caved and bought a onesie.
I am now the proud owner of a dalmatian onesie.
Or an incredible loser. One or the other.
Upon borrowing my friend James’ onesie to try them out and decide if I wanted to invest the whole 10 quid in it, my housemates warned me if I ever wore a onesie around boys I’d never get a date.
As I am wearing the onesie to a onesie party around a lot of guys and girls around new years. There goes my possible dates I suppose.
But at least I am cuddly warm in my house as opposed to the usual freezing! 🙂