I like to wait until I'm the LAST one to see a popular television show or movie. Actually, that's not true. I'd actually LIKE to be the first, but as things happen to be, I usually end up waiting until enough people have commented, insisted and emphatically supported, the watching of said movie or t.v. show....at which time I finally jump on board. So, much belatedly, I'm watching Madmen, and I am now on episode 2--needless to say, I'm totally hooked. I could make lots of comments, on lots of things...the smoking, the pointy breasts, the sexism, the infidelity, the repression, the frustration....the list could go on and on. But all I really want to comment on are the pajamas. Seriously, there were a lot of messed up things in decades past, but the dedication to decent sleepwear has to be admired and appreciated. I love how at the end of a long hard day Ms. Drapper (if you don't know who that is, you need to start watching Madmen because you are even later on the draw then I am), still has enough energy and optimism to put on her chiffon nightie set--I guess on the off chance her husband decided to come home for the night--but mostly because that was just what pretty ladies did. What I love is the sense of importance that dressing had back then especially the nod to the night hours, which after all, are a big chunk of time. I don't advocate that we go back to stuffing ourselves into pointed bras, and squeezing into tight girdles, but I love the concept that how you look, should represent how you feel, or at least how you want to feel (and how you want the world to see you). So when I throw on my ragged, bleach stained and faded yoga pants to lounge in, I might just be making a statement that says, "I'm beat down, feeling old, tired, and ready to throw in the towel"--which some days would be a fairly accurate summary. But what if instead I put on something pretty, and cheery?....something just as comfortable as sweats, but that maybe made me feel sexy, feminine, and pretty...something that was beautiful and made me smile. I think that it might just help me feel a little better at the end of a hard day (and if you throw in a glass of wine you'd really have a winning combination). So ban yourself from oversized flannel (not sexy), bleached stained old yoga pants (definitely not sexy), and anything even remotely unattractive--no matter how hard the day is, you'll feel better putting on something lovely. I'm going to Betty Drapper-ize myself and put on something pretty, sexy, and feminine.....lounge in style, and inspire myself to feel beautiful. I think if Betty was in 2012, she'd wear some PJ Salvage....maybe that pretty Sweet Confections set--or the new Separates Short in the darling floral! Signed, ME {lv}
PJ Salvage darlings!
