At work recently, we were shooting pajama sets (I’m a stylist so I mean “shooting” as in “taking pictures” not “shooting” as in “putting pajama sets on top of a fence with some old tin cans and using them for target practice”) and the model said, with a bit more attitude than I cared for, “what kind of dork wears matching pajamas?”. I went to speak up but I experience a brief moment of shame and thought “wait, am I…