I just turned my nightgown/fibro flare ware* into something cute to wear out to coffee with the help of an old scoop neck shirt (which I also usually use as pajamas/flare ware) & a necklace. Also, that is my unstyled bedhead & last nght’s make-up. For someone who just rolled outta bed I feel like I look SOO GOOOOOD right now. Cripple femme WIN.
*I live on a very modest budget right now, but I made a specific point of buying myself some “flare ware” a few months back — pretty pajama pants & pretty chemises/slips to replace a pair of pajama pants that was threadbare. As I am sick & in pain a lot, and hence, in bed a lot, it seemed like having some pretty things to wear to be sick & in pain in might actually help me feel less gross/un-sexy when I’m in the midst of a flare. And it really does help, like, a lot. I know it sounds kinda silly — this voice in my head is going “they are just slips, Gina” — but it is really one of the best & most self-caring things I have ever done for myself around chronic illness & sexuality. Again, cripple femme win. :)