pjs at the beach

I didn't go to yoga today...was feelin' a little blah, missin' my Pea and wanted to get her early. I did go to the beach though, since I needed some exercise and fresh air. Strangest thing...saw a dude in pajamas...red, flannel, top and bottom, I think firetrucks, but didn't get close enough to be sure, pajamas. When I walked by the first time I thought, "Wow, I think that guy has on pjs...that can't be right." When I walked by, going the other direction, I thought "Yeah, definitely pjs, WTF?"

Now, I am a big fan of the pajama...especially the flannel bottom, happens to be my loungewear of choice at home. I have pink plaid, dancing cats, frogs with umbrellas, and silly dogs...they are fun, and paired with a tee, very comfy. I have never worn my pjs to the beach. Come to think of it; I have never worn my pjs in public, at all, unless you count a hotel lobby and that was only cuz they put the damn coffee in the lobby. I know these days we, as a nation, are much more casual with our dress...even the white house is relaxing it's rules, and hey I am all for that...I wear jeans to work everyday and am damn glad. There are a few things that just don't work though, in my opinion, so I thought I would share...don't worry, I won't call the fashion police on you if you wanna go against my advice, but if I catch you, I just might write about it.

Ok, first off: PJs...we already touched on it, but seriously, NO PJS to the beach, or for that matter; the grocery store, mall, outside in general, and definitely NOT on a date.

Along those lines: slippers. I have been guilty of this one myself, yes I have, shortly after the Pea was born in my hormone heavy, sleep deprived state, I left the house, headed for the mall. I was very proud of myself for getting her and I both ready...I had clean hair, jeans that fit (sort of) and had crammed my giant boobies in a sweater...she had on the cutest little outfit EVER and we were gonna go show off. About half way there I realized I never put my boots on...I still had on slippers. I made a u-turn so I could go home and change and laughed until I cried. NO SLIPPERS outside, unless you are just gonna run through a drive-thru, I say that cuz I do that all the time.

Ok, let me preface this one with: if you are young and thin and cute you can probably get away with it, but the rest of us, ESPECIALLY if you have a big ol' beer belly or giant boobies and go sans bra: NO. The wife-beater tank...really, not a good idea. I happen to own few, I wear them with my pjs...again though, not in public, plus mine are Black Dog and way cool...the white, ribbed yucky ones...ech.

Last: the sweat pant. And no, not Juicy or BCBG yoga pants, not cool athletic Addidas or Nike pants that you guys throw on over your shorts and look ha-ha-hottttt in...NO, I'm talking; grey Hanes, elastic waist, elastic ankle, sweat pants. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO...don't do it, ever...ever, never, ever, don't even own a pair, cuz ya know on laundry day you are gonna be tempted. They are not flattering on anyone, ANYone...not even Clooney could look hot in those...especially if they have pockets...OMG, I am laughing as I type just thinking about it.

Ok, think that about covers the biggies...there are more, hell I could go on for days, but those were the ones that popped in my head on the drive home from the beach...feel free to add a few of your own in the comments...I would love to hear. And yes, I know some of you guys hate the giant sunglasses on us girls, we look like bugs, or like we just had cataract surgery, so I will just get that one out of the way now, BTW, did you see my new picture? I cropped out the pjs and slippers.