Pajamas

A WEEKEND PLEA

I love a day off just like the next girl…sleeping in, no rush hour traffic, actually having the time to catch up on books, magazines and the shows on DVR. One thing I can never condone (and I am talking not even in extreme cases), is wearing pajamas out in public. Quelle horreur! I am sorry, but there should be a 3 year age limit for all pj wearers in public places. Yes, that is 3 year of age, max. This morning, a sight at Starbucks frightened me so much, that I almost didn’t need the caffeine jolt that I had gone there for. I saw a grown woman – I am talking about 35 – wearing pajamas to get her coffee. There is no mistaking they were pajamas either; these were white flannel with little blue stars and spaceships on them. I gasped. Audibly. Honestly, there are more than enough lounge wear options available (yoga pants, for instance) that can help you to avoid leaving your home dressed like a toddler. Honestly, my 3 year old niece knows better and will only be caught in her pj’s during non sleepy time if she happens to be at Nana’s and Papa’s or Auntie’s and Uncle’s past her bed time! Can we just please inject a little of the old days back in our dress and actually try to look presentable when leaving our homes? Not everyone is into fashion and it is fine to wear a basic wardrobe of comfortable clothes if that is your thing (actually it is not, but if that’s your thing, who am I to stop you?) but please change out of your freaking pajamas before going out in public!