I practically crawled out of the hospital in maternity joggers, knock-off uggs (my slippers, and the only even vaguely December appropriate footwear I could force my big fat feet into), and greasy hair because I had no way of drying it and it was far too cold to contemplate going out with wet hair. In my defence, we were kicked out discharged at midnight! This is possibly not a look Megan, or any other human being, should try to emulate. 
I liked her green jacket and breton top, she does seem happy in smart-casual wear. And she really is glowing, and also appears not to be retaining fluid like a camel that's heard a drought is forecast... now that's a superpower!