The bad thing about working at home, however, is you don't have to dress up to go in. I'm sure the sloppy freelancer stereotype lives on (see the Oatmeal's comic). Recently, I was building a construction company website and only saw the sun when I took Alex lunch. Technically pajamas would have been beyond acceptable.
But I dress up and tame my summer frizz in the morning as part of my motivation. There's always a chance a potential client will want to set up a meeting. The dressy ensemble below, however, was more for promoting my services in the area ( mostly apartment communities and restaurants).
Along with my re-crush of layered bangles, the netbook Alex's mom gave me has also become my Number 1 Accessory. It fits so easily in my purse and, coupled with my external drive, lets me make quick changes to my projects.