Sunday, 10:23 a.m.
Sitting here in front of my computer in a pair of lime green & turqoise wild printed cotton undies. I just retrieved my Grandmother’s clothes from the trunk of my car & put them into the washer. Yes, my car is in the garage.
Allergies are acting up so I think I’ll take some Benadryl & go back to bed for a few more hours. Lazy weekends are the best.
8:35 Sunday morning in beautiful coastal Oregon. I’m wearing a black stretchy cotton camisole, thin baggy cotton pyjama pants in a gray/blue plaid, and black cotton panties. I just got out of bed.
Black bra, purple panties, jeans, black “Sell your soul for a cookie?” t-shirt and an apron with teddy bears. I’m cooking brunch. Oh, a heavy black watch, and glasses, too.
Nearly 1pm and I’m still in my pyjamas. Cotton pyjama pants, red/blue plaid, a blue tanktop, and a red sweater that all came together as a set. It’s my favourite pair of pyjamas. I’m supposed to go visit my mom today, but I didn’t sleep well and I’m just not feeling very energetic. We’ll see what happens.
Mercedes-Benz long-sleeve shirt.
Black leather belt (brand unknown).
Perry Ellis brown slacks.
Kenneth Cole black leather shoes.
Calvin Klein black socks.
Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
Wedding band (if the tan line disappears, wife would kill me).
10 am sunday, just put on a blue and white aloha shirt and a pair of knee-length khaki overalls- might be called a ‘jumper’? Currently procrastinating furiously before going out with a heat gun to remove about 50 square feet of vinyl decal from a truck, whimper.
So I’m wearing my usual working in the middle of the night kit - jeans, sandals, T-shirt, and then, when I get cold around 3am, hooded sweatshirt. And big headphones to keep the boredom at bay.
And because no-one else is in the office, I get to turn the airconditioning off. Hooray for working…er…unorthodox hours.
They didn’t have strip ed when I was a kid. Just gym class. You kids have everything
8:56 pm Sunday night. I’m wearing camo cargo shorts from the Gap, a red screen-printed t-shirt from Art Star Flea Market at the UU Church in Philly, blue FTL boxer briefs, white Champion crew socks, and black Nike hikers.
On my way to bed (9:09, Sunday night). Wearing a white silk slip and a white satin bed-jacket (flowing, hip-length, voluminous sleeves, but bracelet-length). Little gold bedroom slippers with Louis heels and sequins across the vamp. Sounds glamorous, but it’s really quite cool, loose-fitting and comfortable.
A vintage grey private school skirt purchased off ebay.
An orange t-shirt with “Contender” written across the front.
A pair of very groovy stiletto pumps.
Oh, yeah. Forgot about the rings. My wedding and engagement rings, and my Grandma’s engagement ring. Still wearing everything else plus black socks and minus apron.