To be honest, I've always been suspicious of people who stay fully dressed and perfectly made up even when they are at home.
Like, why bother wearing makeup if your plans for the day include passing out on the couch during a Netflix binge? You just end up with foundation all over your decorative pillows.
Personally, unless I have plans that day, the best you can expect of me is brushed teeth.
Or if you balk at the idea of pjs being for anything except sleeping: the loungewear.
Kudos to the marketing department that realized there was untapped potential in catering to a group of pedants who liked being comfortable, but refused to put on pajamas until bedtime.
I literally ordered more pajama pants within the first few weeks because if I had enough I could put off laundry until my underwear drawer was empty.
I don't actually like sleeping in loose clothing, so I swap the oversized tees and loose pants for tanks and leggings.
One day, we will all look back on 2020 as a year of change.
Both in worldwide, systemic ways that could alert the course of human history, and as a likely tipping point where "business attire" finally died.
