After a careful analysis, I have come to the conclusion that I have ugly pajamas. Just this morning, I caught a glimpse of myself in my gray striped Nautica nightwear, and it wasn't pretty. I looked like a convict. Studying my nightie drawer, I gave the contents an objective grade. Failure.
My Ralph Lauren number is even sadder. The print looks like a Victorian grandmother. And the T-shirts ( General Custer, Soft Kitty, and something so faded I've forgotten what it says) don't help the situation. My flannel set looks pretty tragic, too.
I remember the days when I bought matching Barbizon nightgowns and peignoirs. Embroidered, bowed, rosetted, and cute as a button, I wore the tar out of them. Then I tried to buy some more, and discovered I was outta luck. The Barbizons still on the racks were designed for older ladies and definitely not the wonderful soft cottons I'd grown to love. Polyester only, or a blend thereof.
My only requirement for sleepwear has always been cotton. Can't stand to sleep in anything else. Hence my current array of ugly pajamas. At least they're all cotton.
How I wish I had my old Barbizons. At least my Beloved doesn't give a fig.
1 comment:
I should either thank DW or send her my CC bill, LOL. Many thanks for the referral to The Vermont Country Store! I thought they'd gone out of business when I didn't get any more catalogues. Now that I have racked up major bucks buying cotton nighties, I'm going to have to exercise self-control and keep my mitts off the keyboard and away from their web site! No more ugly pajamas, hurrah!!
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