Apparently there is a first time for everything, and last night there was a first time for me and crop tops.

I don't wear crop tops.

I don't especially love showing off my waist, and also: I am not twenty, and do not have a particularly long list of places that I go to which non-bathing-suit-related torso-exposure would be considered especially appropriate. Besides, I'm grumpy when I'm cold, and...if not exactly "shy", certainly shyer than "hello, here is my stomach."

But I do wear a lot of sweaters, tees and tank tops that are so slouchy that they're practically falling off, and a significant percentage of them are of the see-through variety, so I've been on the hunt for awhile now for something that I can wear under them and look like I actually meant to have it seen. Not like a camisole, or like a bra. Not like my sequined thing; it catches on everything.

When I was in seventh grade, my best friend and I decided - for whatever reason - that pajama tops (preferably faded, striped ones that looked like they could have belonged to someone's grandfather) were the height of fashion. Every Saturday afternoon, we headed over to the Salvation Army to scour the nightwear and undergarments section (in retrospect, probably not the most in-demand department), and over time I developed quite the collection.

It's been about two decades since I embraced the pajamas-as-daytime-wear thing, so I thought it was time for a revisit. Of course, Grandpa's Old PJs don't make the cut nowadays; if I'm wearing nightwear out and about in public, I want to make sure it doesn't look like I just straight-up forgot to get dressed (because trust me...that does happen all on its own from time to time).

Oh my goodness, I had so much fun hosting the White House Black Market holiday collection party with Marie Claire last week (above, I'm with my cohosts Christine and Julie). I started by getting to catch up with old friends (including some college buddies I haven't seen in ages), met a bunch of new ones...and then ended with Shake Shack on the Metronorth back home, and that is a fantastic night if I've ever heard of one.

Thank you to everyone who came out - you totally made my night!