I had a dream I was drowning…

feb2015mI have never understood the rationale behind nightgowns with this much volume.
I sleep in a T-shirt, and when I wake up, that that thing is usually puddled around my chest like the wrinkles on a Shar-Pei’s ass.
I can’t imagine the swirling vortex of Charybdis that women, who wear this many yards of fabric, must greet the morning in.

 

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