Quotes About Onesie

A flight suit. 'Cause you're a big bad pilot, right? You fell out of your helicopter. Now unzip your onesie so you don't bleed to death.

I love so many different denim silhouettes, but I do love a denim onesie. I think you can't go wrong with a '70s-inspired, full-on head-to-toe denim moment. I also love high-waisted denim anything.

Only then did I see. Something was amiss with Patrick's snap-on one piece, or "onesie" as we manly dads like to call it. His chubby thighs, I now realized, were squeezed into the armholes, which were so tight they must have been cutting off his circulation. The collared neck hung between his legs like an udder. Up top, Patrick's head stuck out through the unsnapped crotch, and his arms were lost somewhere in the billowing pant legs. It was quite a look.

I worked in Tesco's staff canteen because I fancied a boy on the tills. I served him his lunch in a hairnet and tan tights. Not just that, of course - I had a lovely white onesie.

With a free afternoon, I'd probably put on a onesie, find something like a really dark, uncomfortable documentary on Netflix, and order pizza with a lot of ranch on the side.