I sleep in the nude. This does not, however, preclude me from considering pajamas to be a clothing category all on their own. My evening process goes something like this. I get home, tear off my clothes like I’m on fire and burrow myself in one of my many bathrobes. To know me intimately is to know my embarrassing collection of robes. I love bathrobes because they combine two of my favorite things- being in the buff and wrapping myself up like a burrito. The problem with robes is that they are perhaps the most matronly, sexless items of clothing ever invented. And I use the word “clothing” loosely. So, given the fact that I lounge in drapery and sleep in nothing at all, where does that leave pajamas? As attire, of course! I am forever trying to get away with passing off my sleepwear as an acceptable form of daywear. To get caught doing so is frowned upon. To get away with it, divine. Today’s ensemble is one of my many attempts and, if I do say so myself, one of my few successes. I am kind of of the mind that if I throw on a pair of heels, my slobwear will appear pulled together. Notice that the blouse is aptly named “Rama Pajama.” I am clearly not the only one who’s wise to this, dare I say, trend. Is it any wonder that I strip before crawling into bed? I have to save my jammies for the next day.
PAJAMA MAMA OUTFIT DETAILS:
LOÉIL “Rama Pajama” blouse, Mason by Michelle Mason trousers, Rupert Sanderson “Pinkbell” ankle boots, Cristina Ramella “World” cuff, XIV Karats necklace (similar $$$$), Seoul Little “Los Angeles” necklace, Catbird, XIV Karats and ginette_ny rings (similar),Kevyn Aucoin “Matte Lip Color” in Timeless
Photos by Michele LoBosco