Before I had the luxury of working from home, I also had a work wardrobe of appropriate skirts, shirts and pants with footwear that may have been considered "comfortable" by more clothes conscious colleagues.

Now most of those outfits have been relegated to the back of the closet, along with the few "going out" pieces that are worn even more infrequently.

As fortunate as I am to be able to work from home, there has been one major downside to my work-life balance - and that's my now very limited collection of wearables.

I seem to have reverted back to the days of student poverty, when a favourite item of clothing was worn until it literally fell off.

My mother still reminds me, 20 years later, how much she hated one treasured jumper that I wore continually.

It may have been shapeless, ugly and past its use-by date, but to me it was as valuable as any Gucci gown or pair of Jimmy Choos.

My lack of fashion inspiration has often been a source of embarrassment for my husband, even before kids came along.

Questions about my ability to mix and match were raised frequently in the morning rush hour.

Those dilemmas don't crop up as much these days because I find myself wearing a limited selection of outfits.

Some in the family like my consistency. PlayStation recently had to write a little exposition on the things that made him upset or afraid.

At the top of his list was "I get afraid when my mum wears different clothes".

At first I thought he might have seen a dramatic change in couture as a sign that things on the home front may have shifted, but when I asked him about his concerns he told me that if I changed my look he was a little anxious that he would not recognise me when I came to pick him up from school.