ok, Casanova.
I have a TON of nice clothes, I could dress well every second of the day and probably wear a different outfit every day for six weeks without doing laundry. I love dress pants, dresses, high heels, fitted blouses, nice jeans, leather jackets, trench coats. I love them, and I have lots of them, and I wear them.
Yoga pants have their place: hanging around the house, going to the grocery store (especially because I WALK THERE with MY DOG), the corner store. Pardon me for not dressing to your standards to go and get a liter of milk.
Perhaps your standards (ie, dressing up to go to the corner store) are not the same as my standards (dressing up to go for a pint).
I personally don't give a rat's ass if a guy sees me looking less than perfect. My mission in life is not to look done up at every second of the day for your benefit. I have lots of nice clothes, but I dictate when I wear them and for whom. I don't feel like a shlub for wanting to pick up a few items at the grocery store in my yoga pants and runners. How inappropriate would it be for me to be walking my Jack Russell in a pair of three inch heels and a little skirt? I mean, come on...who am I trying to impress? (Answer, NOT YOU.)
There is a time and a place for every outfit. I decide that, and thank goodness I do. If I deferred to some of you I would be wearing a ballgown and stooping and scooping for crying out loud.