I have a dressing gown bought for me by my mother on a rare shopping expedition together 36 years ago. She suffered from depression, then Parkinson's, then dementia added in, so this was on one of her good days. It is one of those quilted ones with a mandarin collar, in a baby pink, dreadfully old fashioned, and I didn't weigh as much as I do now, but I still wear it, could never throw it out. I do have a modern white towelling robe for when there are visitors in the house, bought on a cruise ship.