FWIW, I mostly sleep in old t-shirts in the summer. They're worn nice and smooth, I can throw them in the hamper right away if they get sweaty (as they do on sultry nights) without worrying that too much washing will wear them out, since by definition they're on their last (nonexistent) legs.
Perhaps I'd be moved to get some better nightclothes if I had a nonexistent sex life. And if my grandmother had wheels, she'd be a bus.
I have a nightgown I bought to wear as a slip, so that evens things out?
I have never owned or, to my knowledge, needed a full slip. Is that odd? I have half slips in different lengths and colors, so there's that.
And in other news, I'm Netflixing Profit at the moment. Oh, my. This led to my needing to find out about this whole Adrian Pasdar an Natalie Maines being married thing - apparently, if the internets are to be believed, they met when they were paired as groomsman (is that a word?) and bridesmaid at one of the other Dixie Chick's wedding. Kind of sweet, actually.
The teachers among us will be agog at this: [link]
Whoa. Blair just announced he's stepping down in a month.
And in more politics, great ad from Bill Richardson: [link]
Hah. I've had conversations with students almost identical to that note. (Though I've never had anyone trying to change a final grade, just a test grade.)
All the weird shit happens in Cincy. Except the stuff that happens in Cleveland.
Maybe Giles was wrong about the location of the Hellmouth....
Wait, this is Ohio, there's probably one in both places.
I have never owned or, to my knowledge, needed a full slip. Is that odd? I have half slips in different lengths and colors, so there's that.
I don't think it's odd. I only became obsessed with them after I bought a lace dress, and didn't want to pay like $100 for a slip dress to wear under it. I figured there's got to be a cheaper actual slip!
I have an upper cost of about $15/slip, and ended up clicking on anything pretty. And many were.
My normal summer nightclothes varies from just the panties to boxers, T-shirts, camisoles, linen/cotton PJs, silk PJs--whatever grabs me that night. Now I have a bigger repertoire.
It's all undriven by the idea of spectators. I'm selfish like that, and also unwatched.