If you're the type who just lounges around the house all day in jeans, I both salute you and flag your behavior as extremely suspicious. My Uncle Ed's one of my favorite people in the world, but 6AM on a Saturday he's eating his breakfast fully dressed and I will never trust that.
But that's not to say that I'm a proponent of sweatpants! I have a strict rule that I shall never sport anything with a hood, a drawstring or an elastic band around the ankles. Way back when I played tennis in high school, our travel uniform was a bright red sweatsuit, and I will never forgive myself for allowing someone to make me look like a lazy fire hydrant all in the name of team spirit. But that's neither here nor there.
Working from home is a slippery slope. One minute you're going through emails, the next you're watering your plants because you're the worst and they're definitely about to die, which then leads you to notice it's been a real hot second since you gave your place a thorough dusting, and you know what, after all of that hard, allergy attack inducing labor, you do deserve a quick episode of Schitt's Creek.
Whether you're working from your dining table or your couch or your desk (an all too obvious spot I somehow never gravitate towards), the answer to curbing your wandering sense of 9 to 5 duty is the right ensemble.
Listen, I'm not saying that you should click clack from your bedroom to your laptop in a pair of heels just because, or toss on a blazer in the hopes of feeling more professional. For me, an at-home dress is everything. And most specifically, Lake's annoyingly chic, unnaturally comfortable bamboo cotton lounge dresses.
Honestly, these things feel like lotion draped over your body. They're flowy, they're fun, they've got high side slits that will remind you to sit like a lady and not like a grasshopper (which might be just a me problem), they look great on a Zoom call, and they'll make you feel like you're the type of person who's got their shit together enough to make a daily to-do list and maybe even cross one or two things off of it.
In my unique, totally bizarre line of work, I often wonder what society style icons of the past would make of the present. Would Babe Paley wear yoga pants? Would C.Z. Guest wear a sweatshirt? While we'll never know for sure, I am quite confident both of those ladies would have approved of the timeless appeal of a luxe, simple midi dress in the most perfect blue.