Yes, I am in my onesie. Yes that is my garden (that’s a scaffolding pole you can see, I’m not about to be stabbed) and yes, my dad did take a photo of me through the upstairs window because I was in the garden looking like a giant marshmallow flump. I know, I am a classy bird!!
I am, beyond cool!!!
Also… MEGA excited to actually have found a fat chick onesie!
GEEEEEEKKKKK