Dress for the job you want.
The job I want is that of a wealthy housewife who spends her day lounging on the porch drinking white wine spritzers. My mom is approaching this stage in her life, also known as retirement, and I am ever envious of her.
I have already commenced collecting caftans and tunics which, in the summer months, is really the ideal uniform. This tunic, over a swimsuit, is perfect for lounging by pool followed by ducking onto the porch once the inevitable afternoon downpour commences.