International Flights - possibly the only downside to wanting to explore anywhere in the world when you live in Australia. Those 23-hour fly times are essentially what nightmares are made of, which are only to be topped off with butt cramps, certain neck brace requirements after sleeping like a pretzel, and constant fear of who you’ll be sitting next to will snore, or drool on you.
Choosing what to wear on these long haul flights is always a dilemma too. I mean you’re essentially admitting to yourself which items of clothing you’ll happily wear when you haven’t showered in 48 hours and are still required to be in public. Yeesh, it’s basically a shit-show for those of us who want to dress like a responsible adult, but also be comfortable for the flight.
In saying that though, I’ve done the downright ridiculous and worn jeans before. I’ve donned overalls, harem pants, and most recently my boyfriend’s tracksuit pants, which I swore I would never wear out of the house (let alone in an airport where I could run into Harry Styles at any given moment – it almost happened).
I’m certain this golden goose egg of apparel may very much elude me until the end of time. The stress of packing and making sure my passport is attached to my hip almost has me at breaking point where I want to yell “LET ME WEAR MY PYJAMAS” (and I’ll admit I have yelled at my suitcase this very thought).
So you know what I finally did? I constructed an outfit around my pjs. That’s right, the clothes I sleep in, probably dribble on, and have even spilt porridge on became the centre of my utmost attention.
So ladies and gentlemen, boys and gals, aliens and those who identify otherwise – let me introduce to you, what I imagine is the comfiest trend you’ll see all season, (besides athleisure, because let’s be honest, no one actually likes doing the sport part right?) -
Day Sleep! Sleep Daywear? Snooze-wear? Nap-leisure? Whatever.
I give you all my permission (not that you needed it) to go forth and don ye now our sleep apparel.
Days of being stuck in a tin can hurtling through the sky with a front-wedgie so bad that you’re certain you’ll be the next entry in the Darwin Awards are over my friends. May you ride through the sky with ease and comfort that normally is reserved for those who can pay for first class, and flip the world the bird as you settle in for what you’re now calling ‘a 15 hour movie marathon’ whilst comfortably in your pyjamas.
Who needs to pay for first class when you can get first class comfort right here with your pjs on display for the world to see? If only I could afford a pair of Sleepy Jones pyjamas, then I’d really feel the part.
But I digress; choose your pjs wisely – your birthday suit is not applicable here, unless you like the sound of spending your holiday time at the cop shop instead of Top Shop in the UK.
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