I’ve been toying around on StumbleUpon today while I watch the House M.D. marathon (seriously, could my life BE anymore glamorous this week?) and I stumbled upon (HA! I didn’t even mean make a somewhat pun) these:

THE MORPHSUIT!

I don’t know how I didn’t find Morphsuits sooner. You can breathe and drink through them. They fit anyone because they are spandex – you just order by height. You can get premium morphsuits in LEOPARD and ZEBRA print! I COULD BE A FAT SUPERHERO! FIGHTING FAT INJUSTICES AROUND THE COUNTRY!  THE WORLD! (And I’ve decided I would wear Definatalie‘s “FAT” Necklace to completely my suit!) And I can also remain completely anonymous.

And sadly, I think that is what is so appealing to me. I can show off my body and dance and feel free – because no one would know who I was. I thought I’d moved away from that type of thinking with my involvement in fat acceptance and the fatshion community – but someone left a comment about Morphsuits on Facebook saying “You will be anonymous!” and I felt a surge of excitement. But you know what, I don’t really think it has anything to do with my body. I think it has to do with just wanting to be unknown sometimes. Just wanting to go do something and have someone have no idea who I am or what I look like. Isn’t that appealing to EVERYONE at some point? Argh, I am over thinking Morphsuits right now!

The real question is: How to you hide bra and panty lines in those things…or do you just go commando?