Thus, when I went to go change into my nightgown a few minutes ago, I realized with horror that I was nightgownless. EGADS. However, not to be deterred, I decided to wear a sheer blue babydoll which is just big enough on me that I thought it might work. It still felt short, though, so I decided to pair it with some pajama bottoms, and I grabbed the top pair from the drawer. I pulled them on and walked out into the study and saw Preston, who looked me up and down and immediately burst out laughing, saying, "I'm sorry. I just got a full view of what you were wearing."
And yes, I admit that the combination of the sheer blue babydoll and the red boxer shorts that have Snoopy holding a heart on the front with "I think I'm in Love!" emblazoned on the back might be a little tacky, but you know what, the nightgown gods just weren't smiling on me tonight, and WHATEVER we're married so I can wear anything I want. HA!
Just kidding. I don't really think Preston cares what I wear to bed. And I do look a little ridiculous. But there's just no time to change when the Top Chef finale is on! There is, however, time to blog about my wardrobe choices, obviously (which I can do conveniently sitting in front of the television with my laptop).
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