everyone's favorite little MILF

I know it's shocking, but today I'm gonna talk about someone else's lingerie.

It seems that our (faux) MILF's baby will need a bit of minor surgery and, anticipating needing to stay over at the hospital, she decided she probably needs to buy some sweatpants or similar. "What?" we all asked in shock. "You don't own sweatpants? What do you wear to bed? What do you wear around the house?"

In keeping with the high-heeled shoes and adorable outfits she wears to work, the answer is: negligees! She hangs out in the house in pretty, sexy little nightgowns. And she doesn't even have a (live-in) man, I marvelled. She started laughing. It seems that when her daughter's father and she were living together, she'd bitch to her friends that every time she got into bed, he was immediately all over her. Maybe, they would suggest to her, he's confused by your alluring night clothes into thinking they're a signal you're looking for some. (And really, gentlemen, I do sympathize. It must be hella difficult figuring out when we're dressing or grooming ourselves in a certain way so as to come onto you, and when we're doing it for ourselves because it makes us feel pretty.)

Anyway, even though it makes me aware of my own sartorial failings, her little admission made me love her even more. Of course she's not wearing Old Navy pj pants or freebie oversized t-shirts like the rest of us. She's her own little (glamorous) individual. In fact, I suggested we all buy her a pair of those spike-heeled marabou slippers for Christmas next year, because those she doesn't have them, and if anyone could pull those off, it obviously would be she.

xoxo