Model Cara Delevingne attends a media photocall in a panda onesie.
Forget Godzilla, it turns out the kigurumi is the Japanese fashion monster currently invading our towns and cities. In Japan the word refers to the costumed performers who dress up as cartoon characters, particularly animals, such as might be seen parading around at a theme park or shopping centre. These outfits were then subsumed into Japanese street fashion and worn in a non-commercial capacity.
The trend spread out of Japan to the UK where in 2009 the Kigu brand was started. Their online store stocks the usual suspects you might have seen on the street like penguin, cow and tiger onesies, but also extends to the more exotic options of pugs and lemurs. The brand marketed their product to festivalgoers as a comfy costume clothing hybrid and soon a craze was born. This year the company is on track to make a rather staggering £2m turnover. Now it’s infiltrated our country with Kigu.me, listed as ‘Australia’s largest importer of animal onesies’, launching in 2012. (They claim their onesies ‘are guaranteed to increase your chances of random stranger hugs by 16%’. Yay?)
And the fad to wear these animal onesies out and about seems to be spreading faster than frozen yoghurt shops in an inner-city neighbourhood. Now we’ll admit there are some things that segue from festival wear to streetwear chicly. Embroidered dresses, slouchy boots, baseball caps. The basic rule is, can you imagine Kate Moss swanning around Primrose Hill in it? Animal onesies do not fall into this category.
Lena Dunham in a Kangaroo onesie. Photo: Instagram
The kigu fashion plague is plain baffling. After all they’re not especially flattering. You can’t easily go to the toilet in them. Oh, and you’re dressed as a giant penguin, there’s also that. But the trend seems to keep gathering momentum with animal onesies now stocked in mass market, Gen Y targeted fashion chains like ASOS and Urban Outfitters. Nightclubs are now hosting onesie parties (dress code: no onesie, no entry).
So how did they cross over from obscure Japanese fashion subculture and festival attire to having actual allowed-to-vote adults feeling comfortable walking down the street masquerading as a lion? Why are lambs literally dressing as mutton? Well, the animal playsuits got the celeb stamp of approval in a big way. Lily Allen appeared in public dressed as a dinosaur and the Pink Panther. Model Cara Delevingne is quite the aficionado (she’s been a panda, tiger and monkey) to the point where she even joked on Instagram that she should start her own onesie line.
But probably the tipping point moment was the viral video posted of Miley Cyrus twerking. If you haven't seen it, it's a YouTube hit with 1.6 million plus views featuring a lone unidentifiable figure twerking in a unicorn onesie, who in the final seconds of the clip pulls down her onesie hood to reveal Disney dropout, Miley. So scandalous. It's not surprising the vid went viral given it hit the cultural zeitgeist jackpot by featuring both the animal onesie and the sexy dance du jour, twerking. If only Miley had been eating a cronut at the same time she'd have hit the trend trifecta and YouTube would've imploded. The clip brought the fashion trend to a much younger, more mainstream audience.
Now the fad has reached such saturation point that just yesterday I received an email from eBay saying, “Onesies. You know you want one.” Actually, I really, really do not. They look like baby clothes on adults. But I will still defend to the death (not really, probably just until I get bored) people’s right to wear whatever ridiculous fashion they like. While the animal playsuits are not lacking in whimsy, I do feel a touch sorry for the younger members of Gen Y that their fashion trend has to be dressing like zoo animals instead of something awesome like Hypercolor t-shirts.
Apparently other Aussies are less dress-and-let-dress about the craze though. Headlines were made when Lockie Harris started an online petition titled ‘Gen Y: Please Stop Wearing Onesies’. A counter page was then set up addressed to ‘The Fun Police’ requesting ‘Lockie Harris and anyone born before 1983: Stop Petitioning Gen Y to Stop Wearing Onesies’. And in this thrilling petition competition it seems opinions are divided with Harris garnering 238 supporters at last count and the pro-onesie faction standing at 213. It's closer than [insert sport reference]! Where is the intergenerational compassion, people?
So are they scourge or sartorial saviour? Obviously neither, they’re just a bunch of fabric shaped like an animal. The onesie hate seems like another excuse to pile on Gen Y but instead of critiquing their career or travel choices, this time it’s their fashion under fire. But if you still really hate them take a deep breath and repeat after me, “Bell bottoms, scrunchies, flannel shirts, jeggings, kigurumi”. This too shall pass...