My Snuggie And Me

I am not ashamed to admit the following: I am the proud owner of a SnuggieTM. I’m the kind of person who likes nothing more than to walk around draped in a robe or a giant blanket. Now that I have the Snuggie…it’s like my prayers have been answered. For those who don’t know what a Snuggie is its The Blanket With SleevesTM. Otherwise known as pure genius.

D called me the other day to tell me he had a present for me. When I got home and was presented with the Snuggie I almost wept. (I did have to promise that I wouldn’t make the Snuggie a permanent part of my house wardrobe but promises are meant to be broken) D was a bit bummed that they only had it in blue because quite honestly the brown is just hilarious. Like a giant monk robe. If you don’t like the idea of a blanket with sleeves then you don’t know the true meaning of comfort. Before I could put out an official press release that I was wrapped up in my new Snuggie my brother came by and I proudly answered the door draped in smurf blue fabric.

Me: Ta Da!
Bro: You got a Snuggie!?
Me: Yeah man!
Bro: Does it come in other colors?
Me: Nah – they just had it in blue.
Bro: Damn. Did you get the little book light too?
Me: Yes!
Bro: Right on!

And then we high fived. Yes my Snuggie came with a little book light. It’s amazing what my brother and I bond over sometimes.

There was apparently an article in the Times recently about how people have been wearing their Snuggies out. Now considering we are in the middle of what’s been a fairy cold winter here in NYC any extra warmth during your travels is good but your Snuggie!? In the street? That is filthy! My Snuggie drags a good foot of fabric all around me! Plus while it’s comfortable it does nothing for ones shape. I think D’s quote was “Wow. You look really bottom heavy in that”. The Snuggie could easily double as a means of smothering too. Anyway I highly suggest getting yourself a Snuggie. I might collect a lot of dust and cat hair but I’m still warm! My only complaint is they are very staticy. To the point where when I take it on and off I get at least a thousand small shocks all over my body. Maybe it’s not so bad. It kinda perks you up. Oh well. There’s no going back now. It's got me in it's warm fuzzy grip. I'm a Snuggie lovah for life!

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