By Amy Rodriguez
For the Times Sentinel
I was talking with a friend last week about people wearing pajamas in public. Her high school actually banned jammie pants from their dress code. The closest our local high school came to that was banning fuzzy house slippers. The kids can still wear slippers, as long as they aren’t the fuzzy, animal-shaped type. Aside from the fact that wearing fuzzy slippers in the snow makes them really gross in a hot hurry, they cross that invisible clothing line that makes them something I will not do.
As we talked about the things people wear in public, it occurred to me that everyone has a fashion line they will not cross. My grandmother, for example, would never have stepped into public in her pajamas, but was fond of wearing multiple, non-coordinating patterns and colors in her later years. Her penchant for mismatched clothing was the bane of my mother’s existence. I always kind of liked her style.
My ex was fond of wearing scrubs, and wore them to sleep, prompting me to accuse him of wearing his pajamas in public. He informed me that if one is wearing undergarments, the clothing in question is not pajamas. I have a little problem with that distinction, because some people go commando as a matter of fact, and I would argue that they do wear clothing, even without undergarments.
I have a neighbor who I have never seen in anything but pajama pants. I have lived next to him for 11 years and have never seen him without the superhero jammies and house slippers. He does go out in public, so I think his line is somewhat further away from center than my own.
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