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I saw a girl on the street the other day, nineteen, maybe twenty. Let's call her...Kimberly. Why? I don't know. I've always liked the name, plus she was my favorite character on Diff'rent Strokes. So Kimberly was walking down the street in a cool i'm-so-not-trying-to-be-cool way and she was wearing what can only be described a....well, a onesie.

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I thought to myself, whatchoo talkin' about Willis? Really, are we doing this now? Granted Kimberly pulled the look off with a confident i'm number onesie attitude, but in all honesty, she looked like she was on her way to a playdate at Gymboree. What's next? Will leaving my house in Wonder Woman underoos suddenly be acceptable? Next time Kim, wear a belt. It would at the very least add an old school seventies jumpsuit flair to the ensemble rather than a I'm a big kid look what I can do, I can wear big kid's pants too vibe.

Diff'rent strokes for diff'rent folks.

*Keepin' it real.

sammy

Comments (2)

Jo:

Are you kidding-they wear these out? OMG! I am amazed how fashion has changed-strangely enough I think I would wear the top one.

c:

I’m a fan of your writing. Keep up the good work.

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Sammy Sanchez is a Miami based freelance writer, greeting card designer, and self-professed USWeeklyholic. Sammy loves tall coffee light frappuccinos, vino not from a box, and Mark Ruffalo...not necessarily in that order.
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