I feel blessed if I find something clean that fits and which I can manage to get on, what with arthritis and fibro.
My dad used to say I looked like a gypsy and he thought he was helping me towards being smarter and I thought I was hitting the spot, romantic, mysterious. I now see it is pretty much the uniform of the woman getting on with life, walking the dog, looking after kids and others and gardening.
I enjoy the fact that all my holey garments match, some are warm and my lacey vests are a MUST in cold weather, my shoes are really large now, gone are the days when I could manage boot,sadly.....