Nothing Says “All American Fashion” Better than…

Fanny packs.

I have solved your last minute Christmas shopping.

This is the way I remember these highly fashionable, practical devices.
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Let’s face it. The convenient tiny waistpack (that makes either your stomach or your lower back look like it’s grown a camel hump) is pretty much an American staple.*

*Have you figured out yet that I know absolutely nothing about fashion?

Now, you may have thought that fanny packs were simply the butt of 90s related jokes. You may have thought that they were a terrible time in clothes-wearing history that we, as proper countrymen, would all agree was better left behind us.

Well, you’re wrong.

People are trying** to bring them back.

**Succeeding. If you can call making fanny packs popular “success.”


Apparently Rhianna is to blame.
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And Etsy, home of all things ahead of the fashionable curve, is totally behind this.


The ruffles add a lady-like appeal that ruins the once multi-gender fanny pack fun.
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But best of all, there’s a Kickstarter. We all know how I love prowling around Kickstarter.

It's like a hug - for your HIPS

Guys. GUYS. It comes in paisley. This is the wave of the FUTURE! Also, this is not a video. It’s just a picture. The play button is a lie.
But if you click it, you can visit the source, and help fund this project. (DO IT.)

This one is my favorite. In part because, well, it’s next to impossible to make a fanny pack subtle. But this Kickstarter totally succeeds. And also, because there’s totally a BONUS THING TO WEAR.


Meet “The Gnome.” But I call it “The Wristpack.”
Guys, it’s a fanny pack FOR YOUR WRIST.
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Basically, the lesson here is:

The Internet will never let the 90s die.***

***And we’re all very grateful for that. Right, guys? Right?

America Is Teetering on the Verge of Civil Destruction

And it’s all going to end because of clothes.*

*Hyperbole? Me? I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Ok, folks. I’m heading back into uncharted territory. Today we’re talking about fashion. No, I’m not talking about what’s walking down the runways at Fashion Week, or what Victoria’s Secret models are strutting around in. (They’re only walking like that because they’re trying to keep warm, people.)

I’m talking about what’s catwalking across the Internet on Kickstarter.

I’d like you to meet the “Hoodsie.”**

Now available in sexy gray.

Animal hat and random confetti probably included. Every Hoodsie is party-ready.


**In fairness, I bet these would totally keep those Victoria’s Secret models warm.

First, the overall was invented. This was not the fault of America. These were pretty rampant across industrial countries – a practical garment to keep man and lady factory workers from finding each other attractive protect workers from dangerous materials.

Then came PajamaJeans***: “Pajamas you live in. Jeans you sleep in.™”

Perfect for the People of Walmart!

I’m just curious: WHICH designer are we talking about here?


***I actually thought this was an SNL skit when I saw the ad. Truly.

You know. For the American who refuses to ever, ever get undressed. They’re for the lady-equivalent of Tobias Funke’s cutoffs.

And then there’s the onsie.

This isn’t a modern invention. This is old-school children’s pajamas. I confess. A few years back, I was desperate for footed jammies. A warm body-sock to flounce around in? Why yes please.

But at no moment did I ever think my onsie pajamas were sexy. Or anything other than pajamas. Specifically, my onsie pajamas were used for the following reasons:

  1. Pretending I was a superhero;
  2. Boyfriend deterrent, for when I was mad at the then-boyfriend;
  3. A cost-effective heating solution;
  4. A way to avoid getting dressed between “bed” and “making bacon.”

They are, in fact, so blatantly unflattering that I can only show you a picture of the sock-part of my footed pajamas.

Because what grown woman does not long for monkeys on her feet? Answer me that, dear reader.

Because what grown woman does not long for monkeys on her feet? Answer me that, dear reader.

But the makers of the Hoodsie disagree with this generally accepted fact. You know how I know this?

I don't even have words

When I put on my onsie pjs, I instantly think “Man. These would look great in the shallow area of the pool.”


That man is really showing off the versatility and allure of what is basically a person-glove. This is a redefining moment for the onsie, y’all. They even confess it in the picture. It’s “the onsie for ‘adults’ “. I did not write that, guys. It’s what’s actually on the picture.**** The inventors of the Hoodsie are convinced you will wear this anywhere and everywhere.

****I also didn’t write “Shallow Area,” but I really think that’s what sells it for me.

And you know what? I totally see college campuses overrun with these:

I'll take 10.

It’s the new backwards frayed visor and popped collar


Which basically means we’re all done with pants, people. Pants are over. It’s all downhill from here. Before you know it, we’re all going to be wearing shiny body socks, like the people in Wall-e. And that’s basically the end of the civilized world as we know it. First, it’s the decline of pants. Next, it’s replacing all food with nutrient goo and robots taking over the world.

It’s all over, people. The onsie has won.

Credit Where Credit Is Due: The source material for today’s post was introduced to me by the infamous Mr. L.

More Credit Where Credit Is Due: The Hoodsie is a Kickstarter Project, so it’s the brainchild of some people trying to turn their dream into reality. And, even though it’s clearly a sign that the civilized world is in decline, and we’re all going to start thinking sacks are sexy, I fully support these guys getting their funding – if only because otherwise, I never would have dreamed up a picture of a guy in an unzipped onsie in a pool. 

Give them money, get your very own onsie.