I wore my fashion sweatpants to work the other day. And I liked it.
It's not for everyone, I know. It's not for Nathan. He sort of hates them. But I don't. I really like them.
The combo of the sweatpants with the tank was so breezy and free it felt more like I was wearing pajamas than anything else.
I also wore my high heel Docs. I think I have the secret code for wearing heels to work cracked. A princess shift* combined with a register shift seems to be the key. The combination of not having the extra chores to do after the day is done combined with less moving about on the floor and more standing on the nice padded mat seems to work. My feet are still more over it than normal by the time I leave, but I look good. I'm testing this theory today with some clogs. Wish me luck.
*A princess shift. One where you neither open or close, so you have no opening chore and no closing to do, and you just waltz in and waltz out, like a princess.