It’s been a few years since I’ve worn a body suit, thanks to a failed gymnastics career (fun fact: puberty and uneven bars don’t mix; also, I am remarkably uncoordinated). Given that the last time I donned a leotard the rest of the world was busy worrying about Y2K, it’s entirely possible that I’m a little rusty on the finer points of body suits.
I’m pretty sure, though, that body suits are supposed to serve as both a seamless foundation garment and a top. The point of a body suit is that you don’t have to wear anything under the body suit.
What? You’re looking for the results of the Thanksgiveaway? Yeah, funny thing about that … I decided that posting the results was a little too predictable. Instead, I’ve hidden the winner in one of my Ferret Week posts. Check them out and see if you’ve won!
I suck, I know. But I amuse the hell out of myself.