BRINGING BACK THE MUUMUU
If you don't know what a muumuu or caftan is, you are too young to be reading this blog and should instead be at a nightclub, drinking too much, dancing on a table, and making out with a stranger while you still have time. Although I think I just described my last Saturday night. Anyway, I digress. A muumuu is basically a tent masquerading as a dress. They were big in the 70s. Here's why I want them to make a comeback.
Of an evening, I often like to come home, get the fuck out of the clothes I've been wearing all day at the office, and put on something more comfortable. Then I like to come downstairs, sit in my orange chair, and ring the bell on my ice bucket for Teddy to shake up a vodka martini and bring it to me. This works much better if Ted is actually home. Despite my best efforts, the children have not yet mastered the art of making a martini (they've got the shaking down, it's the measuring and pouring that's posing problems).
But even when Ted is home, and the martini arrives (extra dirty extra olives) all frosty and delicious, there was a bit of a problem. You see, the "something more comfortable" that I was typically slipping into was a ratty pair of sweatpants and a ribbed tank top with a built-in bra. Not the most sophisticated of looks. And I felt I was letting down my side a bit. You can't sit there sipping a classy adult beverage while dressed like a college freshman the night before exams start. Well, you can, actually, but it doesn't feel quite right.
So I went to Twitter (where else?) and was told that what I needed was a housedress. Which gave me the idea for the muumuu/caftan comeback. I went on the search for an item of clothing that would be super-comfortable yet also appropriate for cocktail hour. I found this at Victoria's Secret, of all places:
Which I LOVE, and also comes in this beautiful shade of purple:
Sadly it's also $98, and Ted will divorce me if I start buying hundred dollar housedresses. So I kept up the hunt and ended up at Target, as one inevitably does, and found a lovely substitute for a mere $25. I bought three colors. The Viking Purple:
The Moss Lane:
And the Erie Canal:
If I were to get more (I said IF, Ted! Keep your pants on!) I would be leaning towards the Florida Mango:
And the Beaver Tail Brown:
(Total aside: I kind of want to meet the person who comes up with the names of the colors for the Mossimo clothing line.)
Anyway, these are the most comfortable things I have ever had the good fortune to put on my body. Wearing them after a long (well, long-ish. I don't exactly work in a salt mine) day at the office is like getting a hug from 100 kittens. Which makes no sense but whatevs. Go buy one. Put it on. Then find someone to make you a drink.
XOXOXO
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