Dear onesies, jumpsuits, rompers, whatever your "official" name is...
Where oh where would I be without you lately? It's true, my collection is beginning to bordering on the obscene - I just can't help it, I love you guys! Sure you have some cons...for one thing, using the "loo" is no easy task and requires a good 15 minutes to get out of and back into you but that's really not your fault. You were just made that way! True, you are also sort of a seasonal item and this schizophrenic LA weather is forcing me to wear you with tights and cardigans when I'd really rather wear you with bare arms & legs. Again, not your fault. But it's ok, I think you still look pretty cute...
Wind: officially my least favorite weather condition...
vintage onesie: ebay
belt: from my vain & vapid onsie
cardigan & oxfords: vintage
argyle tights: betsey johnson (i think)
This songs been stuck in my head all week...the Do*
(*it's pronounced "dough")