By HOLLY JACKSON
I hadn’t contemplated becoming a pajama person until this past summer, when I found myself chasing down a neighbor’s gigantic bulldog (complete with post-vet neck cone) in my front garden while wearing nothing more than a slightly sheer vintage slip. Since I work from home, I often find myself not getting dressed until it’s required to leave my house. However, now that I live in a busy neighborhood, a lot more people … Read More
