I’m 67. Every day I wear black leggings with a long t-shirt when it was warm, or a vest, thin thermal polo neck jumper and a wool polo neck when it’s chilly. My house is heated to 16 degrees, and if I’m warm I take off the top jumper. To walk the dogs I add a gilet and old Barbour coat. Ugg slippers indoors, wellies or Ugg boots when I’m out, or black leather boots.
In warm weather I’ll wear a Joules t-shirt dress or elastic waist linen shorts, or Levi’s denim longer shorts, with a loose t-shirt or vest top, and usually either Birkenstocks, Converse or Skechers trainers.
My mother was 36 when I was born, she always wore fitted floral cotton frocks and a handmade cardigan, (and always wore a brooch), or stretch nylon trousers with a strap under the foot, with a turtle neck jumper or a blouse.
She had a beige knee length gaberdine raincoat, a wool hip length jacket for dog walking, and a sheepskin coat. She didn’t really have “best” clothes but if she had to attend a wedding or funeral, she’d wear a skirt and matching jacket.
Velvet slippers, American tan tights even under trousers - she never wore socks, nor shorts or jeans. Block heeled proper shoes, or fur lined rain boots.
And a long brushed nylon nightie and floral quilted nylon dressing gown.,
Nothing like me.