I’ve never been a bathrobe kind of person, but a few months ago I was in Bed, Bath and Beyond and saw a display of bathrobes at a very reasonable price. On a whim, I bought one. Now I wonder how I ever lived without my big, soft, fuzzy pink robe. During this frigid winter, it was the only thing that got me out of my warm bed in the morning. Well, that and two impatient dogs with their ice-cold noses.
So what’s your bathrobe story? Maybe that word conjures up a family member or an ancient robe you’ve had half your life. Tell us about it in under 100 words.