Okay, I'll say it: I'm sorry, Oprah. I didn't understand why so pajamas occupy so much of your favorite things. And merely weeks after snubbing your pajama-love to start this column, here I am, shilling pjs like I'm a banana coming down the stairs. Also on deck: television-inspired lipstick, food-inspired jewelry and a garden-party-inspired frock. I get you now, Oprah. Call me?