#BATHROBE

Slippered surrender: A bathrobe is often the worn and weary wrapper of a lounging libertine, whose morning-after malaise slowly gives way to languid anticipation as they grasp for the morning's newspaper, the soft terrycloth a gentle caress against their still-tinged skin. The room echoes with the soft rustle of pages turned, a distant murmur of coffee being poured, and the whispered promises of a day spent in nothing but sweatpants, surrendering to the whims of a solitary, sensual morning routine. In this state of unbridled relaxation, who needs more?