Sometimes he’s happy, sometimes he’s blue.
Sometimes he’s smiling and playing with a curly-headed tot.
Sometimes he’s crying and hanging from a hook on a door.
It’s Multiple Personality Pajama Case Clown!™
Whichever way you turn him he’s useful.
Or frightening.
Really, the choice is yours!
X’s for eyes? Really? Doesn’t that mean it’s a dead clown? The choices, happy dead clown, or sad dead clown. Either way, youngsters get to stuff their nightclothes into its body cavity. Disturbing and creative.
yeah, i would agree–the x-eyes mean this is a dead clown. this is creepy.
The kid’s face says it all: “Goddamit, Aunt Jane, just once couldn’t you give me a halfway normal present? I mean, damn! And I have to write a thank you note for this?”
That kid looks just thrilled doesn’t he
After much investigation, the police finally pinpointed the moment little “Jeffery Dahmer” finally lost the last bit of his sanity………….
Oh my. That is just……words fail me. I have an urge to stuff that thing with Prozac and beat it with a crowbar. Not necessarily in that order.
my psyche split n all i got was this dumb clown sack!?!?!
“Can’t sleep. Clown will eat me.”
This is just in case the wallpaper alone doesn’t give you nightmares. I know it will do that for me!
That is by far the most frightening thing I’ve ever seen. Ever.
Ever.
Geez, no wonder so many people have clown phobia!
jeez, she looks happy to have that dead clown in her arms, doesn’t she? Does it have anything to do with the way it clashes so with the bedspread and wallpaper? It’s just horror piled on horror. Maybe she’s a he and has to wear a frilly white dress – that would certainly be enough for the serial murderers I know!
Just another freaky clown gift for that friend of yours who keeps spawning.
Maybe I’m being optimistic here, but maybe the very floppy clown hat is so that the little androgynous child in the christening gown (why is s/he wearing a christening gown, anyway?) cannot see the scary, scary face while they’re trying to go to sleep and not think about the monster under the bed, in the closet, behind the floppy hat, outside the window, (insert phraseology for whereever scary bedtime monsters hang out)..
I may be missing the point here, but who ever heard of a pajama holder?! Doesn’t the kid have a dresser, or a closet?
ok, that’s just creepy.
Just goes to show: even dead clowns get the blues.
“Remember little Jeffrey/Jenny, when you take out his insides he’s sad, and when you put them back in he’s happy. And he has a special lollipop for a heart!”
It was challenging to sew it, but it was worth all the work just to see the look on my child’s face!
It’s Penny Wise the Clown from “It”. But, seriously, I always thought that X’s for eyes meant that someone had waaay too much to drink. Ha. Either way, very scary looking clown…I like it!! And, I did have a pajama bag when I was a child. No, not a clown but, a panda bear. I have no clue as to why. My son now has it hanging in his bedroom. Again, no clue!
Give that to a child and she’ll need therapy for life.
aah!
Oh, my gawd, I think my mother sewed that clown for me when I was really little! Except instead of the feet there, she’d used baby’s sneaker shoes, so I’d so-cleverly dubbed him “Sneaky.”
Of course after “Poltergeist” came out, the name Sneaky took on an all new meaning and the thing was immediately banished.
Wow, nice to end my day with horrific childhood flashbacks… Next I can watch that 70s made-for-TV film about the creatures that lived in the fireplace and terrorized that housewife named Sally…
I had a pajama holder!! I think it was a cat or a clown. Can’t remember. I’d stuff my jammies into it in the am, then by bedtime, I’d forgotten what I’d done and fetched a new pair.
I don’t think it’s JUST a pajama holder. I think it’s also a portal for some other more alarming destination than this one. And the little girl (boy?) has been there and returned. What else aside from dimension-jumping could explain the glazed look??
i totally remember seeing that pattern when it was new.
The made-for-TV movie with the little prune people was called “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark” – Wow! what memories!
She’s a brave little thing, isn’t she? Look at that stoic expression.
Clowns are proof of the coming apocolypse!!! This poor child will need series PTSD therapy!
I made a pyjama cover in the 8th grade for Home Ec. Looked like a turtle. With holes in.
“Hey, kids! It’s Jeremy the Manic-Depressive Clown. Do what he says, and he’ll play all day! Give him any of your shit, and he’ll cut ya, bitch!”
No wonder that kid’s expression is so foreign to us: It’s the look a child gives it’s parents right before attempting to stab them through the heart with a crayon.
The REAL reason children appeared to be well behaved
in the fifties.
SCARY CLOWNS!!!!!!!! As IF you could go to sleep at night with the treats good ol’ Mom had whipped up, all staring, staring, staring at you!
My mother made one of these clowns for me.
One day I got it very dirty and she washed
it and hung it on a line in our back yard,
(in the late 50’s people dryed their clothes
outside on lines made of wire or nylon).
Anyway I forgot to bring it in when it dryed.Now here is the funny part of this
story.My two older sisters had gone to a movie.
By the time they came out it was dark and as
they had done many times before,came through
the backyard.Where they saw what they thought
was a man hanging by his feet.Well they started
screaming and tried to run to the house.One sister
paralyized in fear had fallen to the ground and
was unable to move and the other sister was trying
to get her to her feet and was only dragging her.
Mean while my parents,brothers and me ran outside
to see what all the screaming was about.WE see the
two girls,we all run to them,their still screaming,
saying something about a man hanging my his feet
on the clothsline.Boy did I know I was in trouble.
To this day when that story is told they still don’t
think it’s funny and my sisters and I are in our 60’s
and 70’s now.
Oh my frocking god. That Jodi always gets the short end of the stick, doesn’t she?
“Wow, nice to end my day with horrific childhood flashbacks… Next I can watch that 70s made-for-TV film about the creatures that lived in the fireplace and terrorized that housewife named Sally…”
Yeah, I remember that one… little gremlins living in the fireplace, a stone fireplace I think it was. Very creepy…
My little sister just saw the movie It, and was scarred for life.
Because I’m a kind, loving older sister… GIMME THE PATTERN.
And the ability to sew would be nice.
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