I've been up every night at 3:30 a.m. for the last month feeding darling Diddly. I've seen this ad for Pajama Jeans about 5,000 times:
I can't lie, I'm one phone call away from ordering them. Jeans that feel like pajamas but hoist your butt cheeks up in a flattering manner? Jeans that I can wear all day then jump into bed with? For the low, low price of $39.99, plus a free grey crew neck tee?
I must know: Are they all that? Would you be caught dead in them? Do these "pants" symbolize all that's wrong with our slovenly American culture, like one of the commenters on youtube noted?
Until we meet again Pajama Jeans...
About me: I'm 42 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 9-year-old Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.