Getting what I refer to as the STAY THE HELL HOME order from our state and county health departments is our ticket to stay in our bedclothes all day, all night, all week, all whatever. So far, I find myself declaring a Pajama Day most days o’ the pandemic. As a fashion genius—which I certainly am, because a real model once called me such—I still try to push the boundaries of pajama couture, whether or not anyone outside the house sees it. I’ve found that a silk Ascot o’ the Day can class up sleepwear like almost no other style of neckwear. An ascot is elegant, charming, and unforgettable— all the things I want my attire to aspire to be. A frou-frou ascot is a touch of neck adornment which can make your thirteen-year-old, ratty pj’s look like a new million bucks.