A week or so before Christmas, I invited all my readers to show me their bathrobes.
Many of us who are Lost in Suburbia know the thrill of driving in our bathrobes. When you live in the city and you walk your kids to school, you have to put on actual clothes. But in the suburbs, you can drive your kids to school in your bathrobe, drop them off, and no one will be the wiser.
… Unless of course you do a dumb thing like make an illegal left turn leaving the school parking lot, get stopped by a cop, and then have your mug shot taken in your ducky bathrobe, thank you very much.
(note: this is a good reason to always keep a box of donuts in your car. You never know when you might need an emergency donut to either eat or help sweet talk your way out of a ticket when you are driving in your bathrobe).
Anyway, there are worse things than being known in your town as the “Crazy Bathrobe Lady.”
Still, us bathrobe driving mamas are a proud lot. We work hard for our families and if we have to give in to a little bathrobe attire in public for the sake of our children, so be it.
In recognition of your fine bathrobe-ness, I offered up a signed copy of my both my books, “Rebel without a Minivan,” and “Lost in Suburbia: A Momoir” to the best bathrobe (as well as a signed copy of both books to the gift recipient of the bathrobe wearer’s choice).
I got some great bathrobe pics… but the winning entry goes to ANNE PARRIS for her lovely pink ducky bathrobe. Congratulations Anne. May the bathrobe force be with you!
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