Conformity or Rebellion in the Supermarket Aisles?
I know during my days of early motherhood that I have been known to visit the store in my pajama pants and a coat. And I have certainly gone to our neighborhood market in my slippers. After being up all night with a sick baby with croup, I needed to go to the store to get him some Tylenol. Being that our nearest grocery store is fifteen minutes away, I didn’t have time to get all dolled up after getting two hours of sleep.
I’m sure glad they didn’t install this rule when I was in my twenties and lived in a walk-up apartment in Manhattan. After work, I had an occasional habit of putting on my PJ’s with my long winter trench coat and black snow boots and walking down to the McDonald’s underneath my apartment. If it was a really bad day, I would go next door and get a Krispy Kreme donut for dessert.
I hope that if I did have an emergency and needed to do a grocery run in my pajamas, that I would not be escorted from the store. And what constitutes “appropriate”? Are yoga pants ok? Crocs? Ugg boots that look like slippers? And what about my kids? What if it’s pajama day at school? They have definitely been to the store in their nightclothes. If Halloween costumes are inappropriate to wear to the market in July, we’re guilty of that one too.Continued on the next page