What Is It With The Onesies?

 Not really a rant, just wondering.

Wikipedia gives these definitions of the word Onesie/Onesies

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When I was in my teens my mum bought some material to make me some pajamas. I had an idea though. I asked her if it were possible to make them all in one piece. Jumpsuits were popular in the 70s and I thought maybe she could use a jumpsuit pattern. The reason I wanted them was not to look trendy but simply because I was fed up with getting a cold back when my pajama tops rode up in bed.

Mum never made them. I can’t remember why, maybe she was too busy or perhaps a jumpsuit was not a sewing task she felt up to trying. Anyway I didn’t get them and it didn’t break my heart. I grew up, got married and found other ways of keeping my back warm at night.

When I first heard the term onesie it referred to baby wear and as I didn’t have any babies it was not of great interest to me. In the last couple of years  though I’ve noticed that not only are adults wearing them now but they seem to have become insanely popular and not just for bed.

I’m nonplussed as to why grown people want to run around in animal costumes, it reminds me of Hubby’s favourite episode of CSI from some years ago. I walked through Target today and there were Onesies in both the women’s and men’s departments. Do real men wear Onesies now?

I can understand the attraction of wearing them at home, they look nice and cosy but out in public? I don’t think so, unless you are two I don’t think it looks cute. I know we all dress down now and that wearing track pants as every day wear is the norm. I do myself, they are comfy and if I’m only going to be doing housework and being climbed on by pets why ruin the few good clothes I have. I’ll go to the local shops in trackies as long as they are not stained or torn ( I do have some standards) but I draw the line at Onesies.

So now that they are so readily available will I be buying some for cold winter evenings? Sadly I don’t think so. They probably would keep my back warm and be cosy when snuggling up to watch the TV but  now all I can think of  is would I be able to get them off fast enough if I was caught short?

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I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.


  1. I completely agree with you. I once had a navy jumpsuit with a white collar and I loved it but it was more like something Wallis Windsor wore in the 30’s and I was very slim then! Even then it was a devil going to the loo. At work I had to be careful it didn’t trail on the floor!
    This last winter I saw a woman park her car in town and go into a shop in pj’s and animal slippers – it was 11.30am.


  2. Having spent my time having to wear overalls I can’t help stating the obvious and that is just how horrible they are when you have to use the toilet I can think of nothing worse for a woman when nature call in the middle of a very cold night….


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