In yesterday’s post, I admitted to my lack of motivation in getting dressed these days, opting mostly for sweatpants and leggings. On the rare occasion, I will put together a dressier outfit that lasts for the duration of a photoshoot before I am promptly snuggled back up in my comfy clothes, generally braless. Seriously, I cannot stand my bras these days. I am hyper aware of their existence around my body and I can only tolerate it until about noon. At which point, a fly on the wall would bear witness to me doing that old pulling out the bra through the sleeve trick. You know, the lazy way to…