Dear Cupcake,
Recently, I splurged on a gorgeous, soft cotton white nightgown that is the size of a small tent (JUST the way I like it) at the Nordstrom’s Half-Yearly-Half-Caf-Half-Decaf-Full-Monty-Un-Anniversary-Sans-Piano-Player Sale and I swear I feel like royalty when I wear this stunning muumuu. Sometimes I think I might even belt it and wear it out, around town, with a pair of Frank Lloyd Wright type wedges because this nightie has EVERYTHING—it even has pockets as deep as The Mariana Trench. So I was wondering, Cupcake, do you know what qualifies as appropriate to plunge into a bed gown pocket? Can I hoard my beloved green beans in my jam jam pockets or should I use these public storage spaces to keep my 980 million back issues of Oprah Magazine? Is the sky the limit here or should I just stick to Kleenex and cotton balls?
—Ruefully Roomy In Rancho Cordova
Dear Rueful,
No.
Good luck,
Cupcake
I keep my back-up martinis in there. You never know when some hellish morning will require one.
I’m assuming the olives go in the other pocket.
NoDoze in the right pocket, Tylenol PM in the left pockt.
Now yer talkin’.
cotton balls? What do you do with cotton balls while you are sleeping? Do I even want to know?
I don’t know—for, like, 3AM ear bleeds or something.