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KEELEY’S MAY 31-DAY CHALLENGE
The Day I Wore a Onesie and Turned Into a Lady
Stranger things can happen.
Day Fifteen prompt: Do you own an adult onesie, and if so, when do you wear it?
Keeley asks if I own a Onesie. I don’t. With my faulty bladder, if I did, I’d need to wear an adult diaper when I went to bed. I don’t see that happening, although I find the idea of the one-piece cozy.
My fondest memory of wearing one was when I was in my twenties when I was clowning. While I was very popular, not everyone loved clowns. Some children were afraid of them. One would-be customer called and asked if I’d come to her son’s birthday party as “the Pyjama Lady” instead of clown makeup. I couldn’t refuse.
That morning, on the day of her party, I donned my clown suit and went to a birthday party in full clowning mode. Once done, I drove to the local shopping mall and ran into their public restroom. I cleared my face with baby wipes and applied mascara, rouge, and lipstick. Then, I cast my clown suit aside and stepped into a white Onesie with red trimmings. My red Converse high tops added flair to a perfect birthday outfit. Now, the only thing left was to make it to my car.
I hoped the coast was clear, but nothing would draw more attention than bolting through…
