You know, I guess I didn’t get the memo that said it was acceptable to wear your pajamas to school. Specifically, pink pj’s with candy dancing on them, topped with a panda bear hat and of course, because it’s 98 freaking degrees outside, a quilt wrapped around your shoulders like a Superman cape.
Seriously? When did that become acceptable?
I mean, maybe it’s me. I am a child of the 80s, though, so I have more than a passing acquaintance with bad fashion choices (*cough* legwarmers *cough*). I lived through an entire decade wearing frilly ankle socks with high heels. I ripped my sweatshirts. I teased my hair so high I gained a foot in height. I know from bad style.
And I’m pretty sure wearing your jammies to school is bad style.
Look, it’s not like I wouldn’t have wanted to do it when I was in high school. I mean, who wouldn’t? You can spend an entire day all cozy and comfy. And as a bonus, you don’t have to wash your hair because it’s covered by a giant panda head. What’s not to like?
Well, there’s nothing not to like, until you realize that you have gone to school in your pajamas, wrapped in a quilt and wearing a bear on your head. I don’t know about the teen I saw today, but in my day (cringe, that sounds so old), wearing a panda on your head meant that there was 100% certainty the cute guy from Algebra was not going to ask you to prom.
In fact, there was a 100% certainty that even if your dad paid someone, nobody was going to ask you to prom.
But apparently, nowadays, girls can and do wear their jammies to school. Honestly, this isn’t the first pajama-clad teen girl I’ve seen. It isn’t even the first girl I’ve seen wearing her pj’s and a quilt masquerading as a cloak to school. But when the girl I saw today added the panda bear hat to the mix – well, she just added a whole other level to the art of dressing like you just rolled out of bed in the morning.
I have to admit, it’s tempting. There are days when I just want to get to the grocery store and get it over with as quickly as possible. But for me that means running out the door wearing mismatched sweats and a baseball cap jammed over yesterday’s hair-do. Also? At my advanced age, gravity has taken a toll, so a bra is necessary to avoid scaring small children and the occasional dirty old man hanging out in the produce aisle getting way too comfy with the cantaloupe.
But I have never, and I mean never, been tempted to go to the store wearing my flamingo jammies. Not to mention a panda hat. Although…I do have a flamingo hat and a quilt. So maybe tomorrow…yeah, no. I’ll stick with sweats.Add me to your rss reader | Become a Fan on Facebook!