I have the worlds ugliest house coat that a granny wouldn't be seen dead in - zip from bottom to top, white floral - made in the 70/80's by St Michael (old M and S label)
Postman recoil in horror when they see me in it.
I also own pink crocs, leopard trousers and a leopard slanket, a dozen pairs of Fitflops and Fitflop boots plus Celtic sheepskin boots, tartan wellies. I also have a pair of MBT's.
I constantly wear leggings - every day. They either masquerade as tights tucked into boots in winter or they're worn with Fitflops in summer.
I own about 20 waterfuckingfall cardigans - which I also wear most days
I wear pyjamas or a version of them til I have to leave the house - I garden in them, pop to the McDonald's drive through if I have to, once I even drove to the allotment and did a full mornings gardening in them with my holey allotment jumper over the top
I am the very definition of a fashion crime - though I draw the line at wearing sports wear when not doing sport - a lassie has to have some standards.