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See, school's different, though. How many times did you go to 8 AMs and see half the kids there in some form of pajamas?
There's kind of "show" pajamas. You know. The ones you'll wear to a sorority rush retreat and then the ones you'd be embarassed if someone stopped by and you were wearing. i.e. your matching cute so-incredibly-soft pants & top and then the stained too-tight tank top from 8th grade and your ex-boyfriend's dont-stay-on-cause-they're-too-big boxers. Not the same.
That said, I have a pair of velvet pajama pants I got when I was in the 9th grade. (I'm 22 now.) My dad said once that he was so happy to see me in them, because he can *see* me relax when I put them on. BUT -- no one outside the immediate family has ever seen these velvet pajama pants. Not even the boyfriend of a year and a half. Heard rumor of them, yes. Seen them, no.
Kinda like letting a guy see you with curlers in your hair, don't you think?
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