It's just about planning and preparation.
Bryan and I got up on the weekend and decided to run some errands. All we did was go to Costco and the grocery store, so my outfit of choice was jeans (recently swapped by Amy in Seattle!), flat-ish sandals, printed comfy top, a watch, my bag, and almost no makeup (believe it or not).
I had the opportunity to people watch at Costco, and it surprises me how many people shop in pajamas, workout clothing, or loungewear. I understand the thinking. If you're just running to the store, who cares what you wear?
I've done it, but what impressed me this weekend was that I automatically assumed things about people based on what they were wearing - even before I realized I was doing it. Now a lot of people don't care what others think of them, but to me that just says they also don't care what they think of themselves.
And on top of all of that, I just really don't want to dig through a pile of green beans with somebody who looks like they just rolled out of bed. Ew?