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This cat’s pyjamas…

Posted in Aging, and Style & Travel

af9b76bd737133fbd87994a0fc4265ffI’ve decided that I am going to wear pyjamas from 6.30pm. Both at home and on the odd occasion that I go out. I will have sets suited for various seasons and they will have matching footwear and outerwear. I might even have pairs designated for different days of the week.

I came to this conclusion the other day when I was home alone. I had an early shower, turned on the telly, poured a cocktail and sat on the sofa in my new pjs – pure cotton, white, with gently flared pants. It was bliss. I was comfortable, cool, ready for bed and entirely happy. I wanted to feel like that all the time.

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Ummm – not my style.

Now, I am not talking about negligees, or peignoirs. I am not looking to pull or reveal. I’m want coverage and comfort. My plan is that the material will be cotton and linen for summer, brushed cotton and heavy silk for the winter. They will be fairly tailored – I don’t want a gigantic blousey fit – no need to sacrifice style. I prefer a slim silhouette – with long sleeves, or spaghetti straps. The tops must be long enough to cover my bum so that I can sleep in the top only. And the bottoms will have the kind of drawstring that stay the course, not those skimpy jobs that fray and pull out. In essence, a feminised man’s pyjama set.

I am not alone in my desire for evening ease. sofamother texted me the other day at 6pm – “I’m bathed and in my pyjamas!” And then again at 8.21pm: “Had to lie through my teeth. Neighbour dropped by for a chat. Said I had bathed early because of load shedding.” (We are on electricity rations in SA at the moment – I won’t bore you with the details.) I think she should have owned her look – poured her neighbour a glass of wine and not said a word. Faint heart never won fair pyjama.

f6d428c5dc378f28cdd4502ea70dfaeeI’m going to a cocktail party on Friday evening – at a sculpture park. The dress code specifies ‘floaty summer dresses’, but let’s face it – that’s not going to happen. I have papery skin on the inside of my arms now. If they as much as brush against my side it looks like I’m encased in crepe paper. Instead, I have decided going to hold to my new plan: I will pull on a pair of dark green pyjama pants I bought from Collette Dinnigan 15 years ago, top them with a loose navy silk shirt and add some gold flip-flops. A soft cashmere jersey will be tucked in my bag in case of chill. And I will either look like a style icon or someone’s aunt who had a few too many g’n’ts and got lost on the way to the bathroom. Either way, I won’t care – I’ll be comfy and ready to hop into my bed the minute I get home.  These days that’s what I call style.

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7 Comments

  1. You go girl! Love the PJ look. Here in my neighborhood, the ‘uniform’ of the day is yoga pants and while it may look chic, it’s not as comfortable as a lovely pair of fleece bottoms an toasty top (hey it’s winter here) 🙂 It’s the first thing I put on as soon as I come home and love lounging around in them. If anyone who comes to the door at night is offended, then that’s on them. I’d be distressed if I didn’t have a glass of wine to offer than to apologize for my comfy wear!

    February 15, 2015
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  2. One of my best friends comes over every Wednesday night so we can cook dinner and watch TV together. This has been going on for years now and somehow in the last two years both of us have been in our PJs. Every so often, we go out to eat instead, in which case she bring her pjs with her and changes at my house afterwards. Comfort all the way! I am a believer.

    February 11, 2015
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  3. I’m in! Although it will make me think of childhood and Saturday was Bath Night when were allowed to stay up later because of no school the next day…Fair enough. Jammies it is!

    February 11, 2015
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  4. I think we, as adults, should be allowed to have pajama parties just like our kids.

    February 10, 2015
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  5. Being freelance, it sometimes takes me until 8pm to peel myself out of my PJs. And only if I’m going out 😉

    February 10, 2015
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  6. silvia
    silvia

    Totally with you girl. Pjs forever and ever. Nothing makes me more happy and comfy as my pj. Especially when outside is cold and snow is all around

    February 10, 2015
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  7. You are my kind of a girl. I like to be in my pj’s at 6… If people pop in they get to be entertained by me in my pjs… my preference is cotton pants with a drawsting and spaghetti straps for summer and long t’s for winter… doesn’t get that cold here in South Africa. I love the idea of designer pj’s and going out in them rocks my world. I do love reading your posts. 😀

    February 10, 2015
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