What a hoot!
I want to see the 1949 husband come home *today* and see us sewing in sweats or jammies (or nuthin!), no shoes or makeup, hair looking however it looked when we rolled out of bed (OK ... *maybe* we ran a comb through it), sitting in the sewing room with the TV in the background, and dinner? Well hopefully HE picked up dinner at the KFC on his way home from work!!
BTW ... I do own several dresses, but I don't own any lipstick!