It's called a moomoo folks

Once upon a cold December in 2011 we had what we like to call "roommate Christmas" and I was fortunate to receive this special little number ;) from only the best roommate ever. She thought I might never wear it, but I have proof that it has served me well these past 6 months of life and will continue to be a treasure throughout eternity....might even have it burrried in the coffin with me someday....a little extreme I realize.

Thing is when I was little my Momma Jo used to make these shaweet silky night gowns for the best sister ever named Janice and I. We would pretend we were Jasmine flying on a magic carpet to go pick up Aladin from whatever adventure he might have had with Aboo (<=== spelling anyone?) that day. Truth be told I loved the nighties, but I didn't love the silk they were made of, I've always been a cotton girl myself so when this 100% piece of cotton nighty came my way we had a special bond
immediately.

Bonus thing about nighties for me is that I am basically my dad reincarnated in woman form (scary I know right? ha-ha) which means that I am very hot blooded so the summer months make it a little hard for me to sleep when the weather gets pretty toasty.....so the nighties provide covering without adding extra heat to my nights rest.

Also the nighty makes me think of the roomies which I'm missing extra lots these days so a good reminder of them is always nice :) Needless to say I heart the mooomooos for many reasons, all of them being very good.