I have a pair of pajama pants that I got my senior year of high school. They have been with me thru thick and thin (thin being high school-thick being now :) ) and they don't owe me a thing. I remember actually wearing them to school on a dress down day, wearing then after I gave birth to my son, wearing them in our apartment in Lake Orion for three years, and wearing them to Curves when I started working out there while I was still living in Lake Orion. I even wore them after I discovered that there was a hole on one side of the butt, in public. And yes, they are still in my closet and I still wear them.
They have been demoted to PJ pants or I am sick and don't want to get dressed since I'm not leaving the house pants. So, in saying this, I want you all to understand that I have clothes that I love, that mean the world to me, that have been with me thru Thick and thin and I still wear them BUT (here goes)...
Vicki, we need to have a little chat. I discovered something that I am just not sure what to think about it so I am coming to you in private (via this very discreet blog) to ask you...
Have I seen you in this sweater before?!?
I could almost swear I have. I have known you for around 7 years now and I am pretty sure some where, at some time, I have seen this sweater make an appearance.
I could be wrong, but I just had to confirm. And the only reason I am so interested is this sweater must be around 16 years old. So, anyway, maybe I am confusing it with some thing else or maybe I just wanted to find an excuse to put these pictures up here.
Now you all know how old my favorite PJ pants are (sorry I am not posting pictures though :P)