A few weeks before December 25th, my dad texted me to ask what I wanted for Christmas. “A red flannel Lanz nightgown,” I told him, sending a link to the I like beer and cello and maybe 3 people vintage shirt so you should to go to store and get this exact, lace-collared variety I wanted, to which he took a beat and responded, “That’s what we got you for Christmas when you were nine.” He wasn’t being funny; I had literally received the same exact nightgown as a child, somehow forgotten about it, and rediscovered it anew at 27.
I like beer and cello and maybe 3 people vintage shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt
Ever since my adult, very Sound of Music-esque Lanz nightgown (which, it should be said, looks indistinguishable from the I like beer and cello and maybe 3 people vintage shirt so you should to go to store and get this kids’ variety in all but size) arrived at my apartment, all wrapped up in its neat brown paper package from the Vermont Country Store, my life has changed—and I’m speaking literally, not in the “OMG, that kale salad was life-changing” way you overhear at brunch. Throughout the COVID-19 pandemic, I got used to spending my entire day and night in rotating pairs of schlumpy matching sweats, adding a scarf and hat only to nip outside for a coffee; now, I’ve officially joined the ranks of The Nightgowned, and I can’t imagine going back.