Oh yeah, I know. This is adult onesie just oozes sex appeal.
My love for the feline species apparently started at the tender age of birth and as far back as I can remember, cats have always been in my life.
Instead of playing with doll babies, I was busy trying to burp a kitten.
In lieu of stuffed animals or Barbies, I took cats down slides as playmates (a desperate shout out for a sibling, you think?). This was as natural to me as all get out, further solidifying my future as a maniacal lover of all things that meow.
So it’s no surprise that my entire family is well aware of my life long obsession with my cats (all typical grown ass women love cats, right? Right?).
I received a text photo from my extremely insightful cousin Dom one afternoon…
It took all of .02 seconds to wonder why he thought of me when he saw these footie PJs at Target.
Our ensuing conversation went something like:
Me: Where?
Dom: Target. Your mothership.
Me: Holy shit! On my way to buy STAT.
I rushed out my mini manse with such speed that Ted’s fur was still swaying in my created whirlwind when I slammed the front door.
As I laid eyes on the animal print threads, my internal dialogue was saying “I really love leopard print. And I REALLY am crazy about my cat but who in the hell would want one of these jumpsuits, let alone wear it around the house?”
Apparently, yours truly.
Because externally I couldn’t help myself from stashing it into my cart (next to the 13-year-old girl who was also throwing the identical outfit in her mom’s cart) and galloping to the check-out.
After purchasing, I couldn’t wait to get home and slip into my new something comfortable.
As it turns out these pajamas are not only sensible, provocative fashion for the cat lover, they are also quite practical.
All moms need a little “me” time and this lounge wear will whisk in to rescue you. And to be honest, isn’t camouflage all the rage these days? My interpretation is just a tad different…

Cat Camouflage. For the times you need a break from your fur ball and wish to escape by blending in with your surroundings.
Because this sultry lingerie comes with attached footies, you never have to worry about turning your heat on in the winter time.
After all of my prancing around, I was wondering if Mr. Bear was EVER going to acknowledge my new giddy up…

Oh.My.Lord!!!!
Oh my Lord!!!!!!!! Lol. It takes a special sort of person to make wearing such an outfit not look ridiculous. Somehow, you totally pull it off. I’m impressed!
Your lifelong cat fetish is totally sweet in a sad sort of way.
Sad Stories ‘R’ Us right here at CBXB!
I will be sure to pick up an outfit for Wife and send your way, as I’m sure you’re dying to see her in a footed onesie.
Do they make them in tiger stripes and men’s sizes? I’m asking for a friend…
I’m on the lookout. And I’ll be SURE to find one for your friend. What size does he wear?
Your cat camo photo is too good! Dying!
I couldn’t believe how much I blended in with my couch. It’s now my favorite ‘look’ of the season!
You know, you would’ve loved my grandma! We wore leopard print to honor her at her funeral. She was 94. That was her favorite color. π
STOP IT! Your grandma sounds like she rocked! I love how you honored her at the funeral. I bet she has some classic vintage leopard pieces!
She definitely was classic. She was in love with negro spirituals, Asian and Asian influenced furniture, as well as leopard print. Coolest redhead I knew. π
Oooh – even cooler now that I know she was a redhead. Sounds like you had one fabulous Grandma!
LOL you are so cute!!! Did HH call yet?
No calls from HH yet. Can you believe?!
You kill me.
I saw some good onesies at Target, and my 30-year-old self almost bought them in a heartbeat. Now, I want to go back and see if they are on clearance.
Why not have a conversation starter?
I mean, seriously! You need to go scour Target for clearance onesies. The kid inside your 30-year-old body will thank you. Plus, these pajamas do make for the conversation starter of the century. I just don’t recommend whipping them out on a first date. Trust me.
Well, if you break em out on a first date, and a laugh generates from it, you found yourself a keeper. Let me know how that goes.
I’m already having enough trouble in the dating realm. I’m going to save the onsies for next winter.
Ha! True on finding yourself a keeper who laughs at the leopard onesie! I think the same would go for you if you debut a snazzy onesie on a first date (next winter, of course).
Might I suggest prancing around your place before doing it in front of others? It’s something I wish I’d done…
Hey, as long as Ted enjoys it… that’s all that matters.
π
Happy to make you smile!
You always do!
You make it work so well, CBXB. I mean, that onesie makes you look hot … and I am talking temperature-wise from being locked inside with your own awesomeness, of course.
The photo of you blending into your couch should be up for an award from National Georgraphic. Caption: A Nashville woman at home in her native environment, where she houses Ted E. Bear and New Cat in a mini-manse.
Wowser.
You are the best photo captioner in the entire world, I do declare! I will be sure to blow the Cat Camo pic up to an 8×10 and send to National Geographic ASAP.
And for the record I am (temperature wise) hot as hell when I wear the onesie!
You are hot as hell. You are the rock ‘n’ roll Catwoman. No wonder they put you in a sizzle reel, my friend with the interesting tastes.
Ha! Thanks for the kind words that have added that extra pep in my step today!
I’ve seen the snazzy suit, but never noticed the pinky paws before. It’s all in the details, isn’t it?
Oh the pinky paw details really make this look complete!
My observation is that it looks like you were giving birth to those kittens in the first pic lol. LOVE the onesie girl, you’ll have to bring it when you head west, it gets chilly at night!
Oh I can just see Tugboat Man wishing I’d go away as I guzzle champs with you on your gorgeous back porch in my leopard onesie! And, I probably thought I’d birthed those kittens.
AH-MAZING! I don’t know if I am oddly aroused or totally in shock.
You must get Ted a maching oufit now.
OH! OH! OH! It never dawned on me to put Ted in a matching onesie (even after all of the shit I push his furry ass into, how did I not think of this?!). And you’re in a state of shock. I’m too old for a leopard onesie and I know it. But I try to rock it anyhow. I mean, it’s all for Ted.
Camouflage! Except for your eyes and hair you disappeared!
I really am a camo expert now. Which will come in handy for disguising Ted in his run for President.
Haha.
I might use your pic if I can make the camera angle work, haha.
HAHA!
FACK! If i could look a fraction as cute as you in that thing I would buy it times three!! Flipping awesome. You look so fierce!! It’s stupidly adorable.
I love stupidly adorable! It’s the perfect way to describe these ridiculous pajamas! And if I can rock this adult onesie, anyone can!
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MERRRRRR—OW!!!!! π
Nice outfit….and those big pink paws!!!!!! That couch and you are purr-fect! Sure hope your younger self didn’t sustain too many claw marks on the way down the slide. Did she/ you–????
Ha! No claw marks to the face on the way down the slide…I think I may still have a faint scar on my arm though. The pink paws were the final straw in me deciding I NEEDED these PJs. Thanks for the reblog!
Love it!!! Reminds me of what they wore in the play, Cats.
Yes! Good call – now I will belt out “Memory” whenever I have my onesie on!
No wonder we hit it off. I have never been a domestic cat person, but I am just a big cuddly old Lion at heart. And have such a fascination and draw to them that I am positive the was a jungle King in a previous life. So to this I say RAAWWWWRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
I love it! I will be on the lookout for a lion onesie, so you can raawwrrr your way through the winter months, you King of the Jungle you!
I adore animal prints, and am in fact wearing one right now. You could mistake my top half for a leopard. π
Now I love you even more, you leopard wearing lovely!
Mwah!! π
Which came first, the Jim-Jammers or the couch?
And why in heavens name didn’t the furry footed onesie not come with a tail.
Next question – nay, statement – save that little number for the second date!
The couch came first as it is one of my most prized possessions (after Teddy, of course). And you’re right…where the hell is my tail? Now I will have something to add to my DIY list of activities. Bedazzled cat tail. I shall heed your advice and save my sexy number for at least the second date…
That onesie is probably coming in handy as is the gorg couch today – did you get a snow day?
Was worried about you & Sir Ted!
xo
No we didn’t get a snow day. Boo, hiss! As Ted lounged on the leopard couch, I was working the day away. Although Nashville didn’t get hit nearly as hard as Alabama and Georgia. Thanks for the worries, my dear!
π smooch
Saw a movie you might enjoy last night- Mrs. Minoes.
I just looked it up online and I will most definitely love! Thanks for the head’s up!
Leopard madness, oh yes I love it! KIssssss
A big purr right back at you. XOXO
You made me laugh so hard!! You are one of my favorite blogging personalities. π I can count on your consistency.
Ah, thanks Marisa! You just made my week. I’ll try to keep it coming!
Love the toes…back paws! Now those shots from above…was Teddy up on the ceiling fan snapping the photos? He is soooo talented!
Teddy was hanging from the ceiling fan to take those pics. He is a cat of many, many talents!
It’s a good thing that was a kid who had just picked up the identical but smaller sized snazzy outfit at Target because if it was anybody else who was reaching for the same one you spotted at the same time I strongly suspect you would have hip checked them into housewares.
You’re so right. If the kid had been one year older, there would have been a knock down drag out in the aisles of Target.
so cute! These sell out so fast here in NY! I wanted one for my sister!
It’s funny how they fly off the racks, as they are adult onesies! But when you’ve got crazy cat ladies like me on the prowl, you have to act quickly!
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I love that photo of you on the couch! I wish I could print it out and frame it (in a non creepy way).
I’ll be happy to print it out, sign it, frame it and send it to you (in a non-creepy way, of course!). π
Hahaha……………loved the picture of you in your camouflage lingerie on your couch, so great, Tedstar couldn’t find you ? He sure will approved it, it’s so fashionable too π !
Tedstar can never find me when I’m lying on the leopard couch in my matching onesie. It drives him insane!
Jealous leopards everywhere are going apoplectic!
Those crazy jealous leopards have been trying to steal my couch to use as their own camo. Not gonna happen!
Were it not for your smiling face I would have never seen you on that couch. Purrfect kitty camo!
Thank God I use whitening toothpaste!
You were made for TV!
That has got to be one of the first pics of you and Ted I’ve seen where he does not look like he’s being tortured. Loved the awesome throwback pics. More please.
Oh many more throwback pics to share. I can’t believe how many my mom has in her old albums! The pic of Ted and me is pretty much the ONLY one he seems to be at ease (this photo was pre Miley and Robin at Halloween, btw).
I know I’m late to the pajama party, but I’d be lying if I said I weren’t currently furiously searching eBay for Ninja Turtles onesies so I don’t miss the next shindig! Well done!
You’re always invited to the sleepover, Andrew. And I will be sure to keep my eyes peeled for a sure-to-be fierce looking Ninja Turtles onesie!
Thanks! …and you know what comes with a Turtles onesie? …PIZZA! Lots and lots of pizza.
Man, I hope the store just doesn’t have Shredder onesies, that makes for a much less fun party.
Shredder?! HAHAHA!
And you’re right. No slumber party is complete without pizza galore (and of course, Skinny Pirates to wash it down).
I literally could not be more excited!
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