Aside from the part where I worked out for three hours, I have spent the entirety of the last forty eight hours in my nightgown. Yes, in my nightgown. Why? Because I am working from home this summer (only! one! job!) and I can laze around in my enormous white cotton brocade nightdress, with my hair in braids, and offend no one.
Oh wait. Maybe I just offended you. Did I offend you?
Sorry if I did.
Some smart person once (or twice) said that you should get dressed and put mascara on every single day, whether you will be interfacing with other humans or not.
So you tell me: if I work from home, is it scuzzy and slatternly to do my job in my nightgown? With my hair in braids? With not a lick of make-up on?