Why a loose-fitting, shapeless sack is the best form of self care
One of life’s greatest pleasures is coming home from a long day and taking off all of your clothes. Unbuttoning the top button of your pants the minute you step onto the subway feels wonderful but it’s a small consolation prize to closing the door to your home, unhooking your bra and freeing your bosom from its underwire prison. Changing out of your pencil skirt and slipping into a pair of grubby sweatpants and that weird shirt you stole out of the free pile at work is a daily act of self-care that we do without thinking about it. But for me, I skip the sweatpant, and go straight for a house dress.