i'm very much a PJ girl. when i lived in australia, i was always in my PJ's at home. i had seven sets of PJ's, from peter alexander's to paul frank's. since returning to singapore, my PJ's have been stashed away because the climate is just wrong for them. i have not bought any PJ's for more than 3 years, since leaving australia.
last month, i had a timeout period of a few weeks from a relationship before finally deciding to call it quits. one evening, during this timeout, i was on my way home when i passed la senza and wandered in to waste some time. i found myself picking out set after set of PJ's, when in the past, i'd be looking at the raciest lace bras and the sexiest strapless numbers.
perhaps i was making up for lost time. after all, i've not done any PJ-shopping for 3 years.
or perhaps i was seeking physical comfort, to make up for comfort on a deeper level.
then again, maybe i just want to go back home to melbourne.