Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Knee-highs and Flannel

"Are those my pajama bottoms? Yay! Throw them to me!" I exclaimed.

Matthew was folding laundry when I spotted my faded flannels with little snowflakes on them. I couldn't help but be excited. I'm used to being warm in the Arizona desert, and the nights have gotten brisk lately - about 65 degrees. I thought all my leg cozies were dirty, so I was more than happy to trade my shorts for the pjs.

"What...these sexy things?" asked my Man sarcastically, pitching them to my chair.

This is how honesty happens: a woman betrays her love for her flannel pjs, and the man in her life says what he really thinks before he can help it.

"What's wrong with my flannel pjs? You don't like them, do you?" Then I added accusingly, as if he were insulting my best friend, "You've never liked them, have you?"

"They're alright. I get why you like them - they're warm - but why don't you go and get something nice to sleep in for my Christmas gift this year?" Smile, wink-wink.

Ah, this was bad! He was giving up the hope of snazzy electronics, polo shirts and dangerous tools to bribe me into buying more attractive sleepwear! It was enough to make me re-evaluate the appeal factor of knee-high socks and old soccer shorts, another bedtime ensemble of mine in which I'm certain I look absolutely adorable.

It's unfair. I'm sure men in arctic climates are happy with less...or more. When their lovely, hardy wives pull off their insulating layers of down, seal blubber and deer skin at the end of the day, I'm sure those men feel the heat at that first peek of long johns underneath. It's only because I live somewhere that doesn't know the true heart of "winter" that I am expected to dress to impress even while I sleep.

Okay, I'll be fair. It's important to care about what your spouse thinks. My Man grew his moustache ten years ago, because I like facial hair on men. I'm wearing a sexy, red dress to his company Christmas party this year, despite some reservations, because he loves it on me. And one of the first things I did when we married was to dig out all his long jean shorts and ask that he give them away, asap. When he told me he hates Capri pants on a woman, I stopped wearing them.

Because I absolutely want to be appealing to the love of my life, just as he does for me.

But I love my flannel pjs and knee-high socks like I could never love a pair of Capris. It's just possible that if I give them up, I'll end up growing out my leg hair for warmth each winter.

So there's the rub - the bristly, cold rub. Sure, I'll find and wear a chemise (Elizabeth Taylor, Cat on A Hot Tin Roof) to our winter bed IF I can wear knee-high socks, flannel bottoms or woolly legs beneath it.

Who's the sex kitten? Uh, the woman with hairy legs in that satin negligee. Yeah, baby!


  1. I had to laugh at this post as we have similar conversations at my house. (BTW, my spouse also hates capri pants--and here I thought it was just him! ;) For sexier nightwear, my suggestion is satin PJs. They aren't quite as warm as flannel, but they work pretty good in Arizona. I'm sure you could find them
    (for a pretty penny) at Victoria's Secret. Haven't you always secretly wanted to buy something out of those trashy catalogs anyway? ;) (Camille)

    1. Do all men secretly hate capris?! But, Camille, I can't do anything that buttons up the front. I look like a complete nerd in anything that buttons up the front.

      Any who, I don't mind slipping into "something more comfortable" (read: a big pain to put on) for a romantic evening, but to sleep in? No, give me flannel or take me to the Bahamas!

    2. I have a pair (cast-offs given to me by a friend who loves to shop much more than I) that has a camisole type top--no buttons. Very comfy. Anyway, it might be worth looking. However, I have to admit, there are nights when we all want our nightwear to say, "Closed for business!" ; )

    3. Camille, you made me laugh!

  2. Oh Hildy. Are you sure we are related? Beauty over comfort, you know. Maybe I need to send you something special for Matthew's Christmas present ;)

    1. Beauty over comfort sometimes, I suppose, but silk and satin aren't warm enough to tempt me!

      Haha! No, seriously, I'll pretty up more often, but who made the rule that knee-highs aren't sexy?

  3. Okay, let me amend a little: I definitely care how I look in broad daylight and during quality time with my man, but does it really matter what I wear to sleep in?

    Okay, okay. I hear you. Yes, it does. (I guess - humpf).


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