Elawin
Legendary Member
A friend phoned me up one day to invite me out for a lunch time drink. I said I would go (as I hadn't seen him for some time) but I would come as I am, as I was rather busy that day. He asked me what I was wearing then, and I said jogging bottoms and an old T-shirt. His reply was "God, you are not still wearing your pyjamas. You can't come like that".Oh and a few years back, a friend wanted me to go with her to town so I put on nice pants, a bra and a nice shirt. A friend of hers saw me and said wow you do have day clothes. All he had ever seen me in was either sweat pants or shorts and a ratty tshirt. He considered those night clothes.
Many years ago, I would wear them for work, but now they (and my old work jacket) have been relegated to being dog-walking clothes. I have a separate lot of old clothes for cooking in. I do have some decent clothes for going out and some even more decent ones for special occasions, but they usually stay in the wardrobe more often than not these days. When I go to my daughter's I usually turn up wearing tatty clothes as I have to take the mutt to the kennels on my way, but I change into something decent when I get there.
We could of course, wear aprons.
With three aprons hanging on a peg in the kitchen, you think I would make it automatic. I also have two of my hubby's old dress shirts I'll wear on occasion. Those long sleeves come in handy when you want to keep splatters off your arms. Hot tomatoes from a bubbling pot of spaghetti sauce hurts.


