The email came estimately 2 weeks back. It sat on my mailbox, mocking my pride. “Take a picture in your pajamas” the content spoke. I ignored it.

Another email came again 3 days ago. A humble reminder to submit a blog entry for a ticket to Nuffnang 1st Birthday bash party. “If you are shy, it not compulsory to come in your pajamas” the statement teased me but yet for an entry, a picture in your pajamas with a packet of Chipster is still a must.

I hesitated for 2 days. What bothered me ? Well, I have been for several months started a peculiar habit. I sleep naked. I can’t possibly take a snapshot of my flesh with a packet of Chipster. Attempted I did, nevertheless.

How wrong it sounded – I sleep better with Chipster.

Even wearing the most decent pajamas I could dig from my wardrobe, still, I couldn’t bring myself to take a picture in it. What I wear to sleep is for the eyes with my intimate special someone. An art I take pride in with my selections of lingeries.

If I do get a ticket for Nuffnang 1st Birthday bash party, despite the late entry, I need to shop for a decent pajamas.