Not to be confused with pajama jeans…
Because we all remember that was a thing. Seriously, remember this commercial? My husband actually used to have a pair. They were half a joke but I know deep down inside he loved them. They somehow ended up in the trash. Wonder who did that…
But really, I love the combo of a pajama top (that’s only meant to look like a pajama top because really, what psycho doesn’t sleep in old tees?) and jeans. Lately it’s been a go-to of mine.
Although lately I’ve honestly been living in my Hunter boots because Chicago has felt more like Seattle. Thankfully today I’m off to sunny South Florida, where I’m throwing a bridal shower for one of my oldest friends I grew up with in NY, with one of my other oldest friends I grew up with in New York. All three of us actually went to Kindergarten together and I can’t believe we will now all be married ladies. Where does time go? Maybe because I’m creeping closer and closer to the big 3-0 (eek!) but I’ve been super sentimental lately. Watching Manchester by the Sea recently and watching the rain fall all day doesn’t help too much either.
And then I watch that pajama jeans commercial and I laugh my ass off. Gotta have some balance!
x Jill
