I haven't owned pajamas in over twenty years. Since we've had kids, my sleepwear is usually shorts; if it is cool add a t shirt. Wintertime, sweats. The wife wears sleepshirts.
In winter: Flannel nightgown. Heavy cotton flannel, and lots of it. If possible with pink roses, but plaid will do. Aye, plaid is acceptable if ye canna find a rose.
In summer: Cotton ballet-length gowns, usually eyelet with white satin ribbons and little pink silk roses, because I am a sucker for white eyelet with white satin ribbons and little silk roses.
Precisely what you thought, right? I know. I'm boring.
What a great topic, wish I'd thought of it first.
I like a soft brushed cotton pajama set that is usually sold under the heading of "lounge wear." Since I'm almost always cold, I like the long-sleeved and long-legged variety for winter and the tee shirt/shorts variety for summer. However, I have also been accused of having a nightshirt fetish as I tend to buy them as souveniers like most people buy tee shirts and ball caps. My favorite is one I bought on Route 66 and that I wore out 5 years ago, but refuse to give up. My second and third favorites say: "Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without Credit, on a bright red one, and a depressing grey one that says, "Can't you tell I'm not a morning person!"
I'm pretty sure this is all far more than any of you ever wanted to know about a Granny's sleepwear, even if her nickname is "Groovy Granny."
First of all, okay, the pinheads in the elite media are not going to tell you this, but pajamas is a Persian word that means "leg garment," okay, so we are not going to call them that and hand a propaganda victory to our enemies. We call them freedom pants, okay, and you can get your Factor Freedom Pants in time for Father's day at oreilly.com.
In thinking about the missing bottoms, an idea comes to me, but I'm afraid to look under the bed.
Top, bottom, sports bra. Yes, I got it like that.
Hey Gagdad, pony up with the goods on what you favor, or at least a good thrashing of a liberoid by suggesting the proper thing for them.
Take a happy moment to consider what two of our favorite women might be wearing. MoDo could wrap up in her Clinton campaign tee, men's jammy bottoms stolen from Letterman during that wild weekend at Bar Harbor, and her orthopedic drool cup. Hillary's triangulating the mainstream in her sleepshirt tee with the famous "it's that time of the month, honey" motto on the front:
don't even remotely think of sleeping anywhere but the couch.
Top - Wife beaters (who came up with that name?)
Bottom - Hanes Boxer Briefs
Have you found your bottoms yet, Gerard? I'm not opening my eyes til you do......oh ok, well maybe just a peek....
So anyway, for southern summers I like my little two-piece cotton and eyelet camisole top with spaghetti straps and 3/4 length pantiloon bottoms in xs from Target (I know it's French). Love these pajamas and fancy I could also wear them under a long skirt with lace up boots as I prepare to catch the next stagecoach West, or to motor down to the state capital for a late afternoon suffragette rally....
Thanks for this play time...we need more of it for the months and campaigns and hurricanes and bombings ahead!
Oh, easy question!
When it's cool (which is normal, because I don't "do" hot and keep the house well air-conditioned, LOL), flannel bottoms paired with either a cozy t-shirt (washed a zillion times to perfect softness) or an ancient long-sleeved "terry-flannel-sweatshirt" (no better description available) shirt from Victoria's Secret. No, it's NOT sexy, it's just snuggly.
If it's hot, it's a t-shirt and undies, baby!
Jammies rule - I'd live in them if I didn't have to run errands in public, LOL
Romeocat is right, easy question.
For the winter, the well worn and much beloved pinstriped flannel bottoms (which have the added bonus of making me irresistible to my wife) and either my Smiths t-shirt (from a concert circa 1987) or nothing up top (the wife digs that too!)
During summer, it's the boxers, baby.
Ummm... I don't wear pajamas. Or shirts... or boxers... make of that what you will (to make it under the "obscenity radar" :))
Cold to warm: Tighty Whities.
Hot: Skyclad with the fans going.
I shall not divulge here the actual nature of my pajamas except to note that I own five pairs and for some odd reason I cannot find the bottoms to any of them at present.
Blogging in pajama tops only, Gerard? Bad visual, waaay too much information...
"Blogging in pajama tops only, Gerard? Bad visual, waaay too much information..."
Geeeeesh Dr. Bob, so squeamish you are? LOL
I forgot all about the pipsqueak. Joel Stein, anxious and conflicted about recent insults to his manhood, must wear his dad's "A Man and His Truck" sweatshirt. With his mom's pink satin pj pants.
At the risk of sounding like a traitor, I neither own nor wear pajamas. I sleep in nothing but an oversized lime green T-shirt from a Sturgis, SD, Harley Davidson dealer.
Actually, if I recall correctly, this is not a problem but an OPPORTUNITY since department stores now sell bottoms separately from tops. I'm off to shop!
In winter, a white long sleeve long gown with purple tulips in brushed cotton, and I wrap myself up with a paisley shawl while blogging. In the summer, cotton-knit PJs in deep, deep, dark, dark, deep dark purple.
While blogging, I wear regular daytime clothes.
The rest remains a mystery.
L.L. Bean plaid flannel pajamas, Black Watch pattern.
Flannel sheets, too, 8-9 months out of the year. Throw in a down comforter and it's damn near impossible to get out of bed in the morning.
In summer, regular cotton sheets and some pajama shorts I got at K-Mart.
I hate summer.
Flannel sheets? Whew!
And it takes three years to break them in.
I don't own pajamas.
I usually sleep in one of my old cotton knit Lands End dresses. After they are washed 40 or 50 times they are very soft...
Discarnate means what it means. You don't sleep, either. But there was a time--before the farm accident--that the standard gear for my night sea journey was a pair of Big Dog madras shorts.
Plaid flannel jammie pants, retired ten+ -year old longsleeve tee and poly sock liners in the winter, jersey material workout shorts and same vintage shortsleeve tee for the summer.
Oh, and the breadbox-size red plaid fuzzy slippers of doom when not actually in bed, year round.
Boxers, not briefs. Took me forty years to figure that one out, though.
Several decades ago, in my late 30's, reviewing family history, I decided that there was a danger that when I got old I would be found wandering down the street in my nightie. So I decided immediately to game the evidence by instituting a firm policy: Jammies All The Time. Those who know me at all can vouch that I wear pyjama or nightgown designs --varying fabrics -- almost everywhere.
Evenings, or at home any time: white linen, batiste, or lawn long gowns with as much lace as can be stitched on, as befits a cultural traditionalist with a taste for excess.
Actually, it was the white linen pyjamas factor that clinched the decision to blog....
There are cats, of course. And I much prefer cotton to flannel.
But almost all of them have cats on them.
Po-jama people, people
Lawd, they make you sleepy
With the things they might say
Po-jama people, people
Take one home with you
And save a dollar today
The po-jama people are boring me to pieces
They make me feel like I am wasting my time
They all got flannel
Up and down 'em
A little trap door
Back around 'em
And some cozy little footies
On their mind
FZ "One Size Fits All" 1978