I used to wear boxers and a tank top, but now I sleep in the nude. It's kind of weird, because I used to have to wear something to bed, whether it was a tank top or whatever. And now if I have any clothes at all on, it's really hard to get to sleep.
Most nights I end up wearing a wife beater T-shirt and boxers.
What do I wear in bed? Why, Chanel No. 5, of course.
I'd love to get pajamas. Good, nice and warm flannel ones.
I became sort of an aficionado on the Valentino pajamas, because I like those so much.
I bought a new pair of pajamas with pockets, which is great, cause now i don't have to hold things when I sleep.
I have about 100 pairs of pajamas. I like to see people dressed comfortably.
A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,- A cap by night, a stocking all the day.
I have never been able to wear pajamas or creepy nightgowns; they disturb my sleep.
I don't wear anything in bed. But I'm not ready for a nude scene quite yet.
I often go to bed in my birthday suit. But I like teddies and cute little undies that match. I like a sexy bra and panty set, or little shorts.
In wintertime I like to wear flannel button down pyjamas, and in summer I prefer to wear, well... nothing.
I am excited to partner with Under Armour to bring game-changing sleepwear, with the same bioceramics technology I use, to athletes all around the world.
But Nightshirts aren't dangerous," Pippi assured her. "They don't bite anybody except in self defense.
A sleepy smile pulled at my lips as I rolled onto my stomach, stretching my legs out and pointing my toes. The sheets slipped over my bare skin and ended up somewhere at the foot of my bed. There was either a perverted ghost in my bedroom or Cam was wide awake.
You know, I wake up every day with a T-shirt and shorts on.
T-shirt and stretchy pants? Yup, that's fine. It's pajama-y, good night.
Seriously, who has monogrammed pajamas?
I just really love being in my pajamas.
Sometimes I'm so tired, I look down at what I'm wearing, and if it's comfortable enough to sleep in, I don't even make it into my pajamas. I'm looking down, and I'm like, 'T-shirt and stretchy pants? Yup, that's fine. It's pajama-y, good night.'
I stay in my pajamas until I have to leave for work.
Come on, Ella. Sleep green.' Ignoring him, I got into bed wearing a T-shirt and boxer shorts printed with penguins. I reached over to the nightstand and flipped off the lamp. A moment of silence, and then I heard a lecherous murmur. 'I like your penguins.
I collect underwear from my travels. Lace, lingerie, bodysuits... they're like souvenirs.
If you wear them outside, they stop being pyjamas. I wear mine to the mail box, which is right in front of my house - that's my limit. Anything else is wrong.
Sorry, honey, but I haven't worn a nightgown in years.
