So it’s Sunday –well really it’s Friday, and it’ll be next Thursday when you read this, except it’ll be regular Thursday to you and Next Thursday will be NEXT next Thursday, by which time you’ll have passed Sunday, which is the day we’re pretending it to be. Got it? Moving on.
It is, as I said Sunday. In my head, Sunday is a day where people loll around and do crossword puzzles and have all sorts of lazy but inventive sex because it’s Sunday, what else do they have to do? In my actual LIFE, Sundays are my busiest day of the week what with various clients and social obligations and kicking ass for the Lord and all, but in my head? Crumpets and coitus, 100% of the time.
If ever I had a Sunday without anything to do but go to the farmer’s market and do Stuff White People Like I’d like to think I’d wear something like these:
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These aren’t pajamas! I know! They’re ALMOST pajamas, but …and here’s the brilliant part…they’re NOT! Which means you can wear them outside. Plus you can sort of feel like you’re in that Dolce ss2009 show with all the Noel Coward glammy jammies.
and I’d like to wear them with a slim-cut tunic or something easy in a bateau neck, like these silk/linen sweaters.
(how gorgeous is that model?!)
I know, they’re nothing on the screen BUT they’re heaven in person.