This evening, as I waited for my carrots, celery and onions to SWEAT, I took the opportunity to multi-task like a ninja and fold the laundry that had been drying all day in our teensy, energy saving dryer.
If it saves so much energy why do we have to use it all day if we put more than three pairs of underwear in it? I thought.
BUT I was multi-tasking and my onions, celery and carrots were SWEATING so I put that quandary out of my mind and folded the fresh smelling clothes that toppled out of my dwarf dryer and I thought There are not enough over-sized billowy, 100% cotton white nightgowns in the world to satisfy my nightgown hunger for luxurious tent-sized sleepwear! and I snuggled my favorite barn-sized nightie to my chest as if I were recreating The Pieta and I gave thanks to the flowy soft material gods for making things that allow me to snooze in spacious comfort. Which brings me to my point and my conclusion:
WHEN IT COMES TO PAJAMAS THE ONLY SIZE UNDER CONSIDERATION IS THE SIZE THAT IS MOST OPPOSITE OF SNUG.
Does this come in humongous?
Rebecca Roomy
I like my stretchy pants for total f*cking comfort in the privacy of my house.
The more Giant Gigantic the better, as far as I’m concerned. And I’m concerned.
I pat my sleepwear every morning before I leave and say out loud, “i’ll see you in 8 hours”, I think it appreciates the gesture.
I’m gonna start doing this. I mean, it’s the least I can do. Thanks for the hot tip.
I think as I am veerry comfortably settling into my middle-age I like my clothes to be soft, baggy and easy to pull up and down over my ever sagging rear. I drink lots of coffee and visit the restroom frequently and I don’t want to waste too much time in there!
Not to belabor the point but I think they should make nightgowns out of tarps except in micro fleece. I mean, COUNT ME IN! Huh?
The billowey-er the better.