My name is Will DeFries and this is the Sunday Scaries Podcast.

You are here for the Sunday Blues.

Harry Styles was recently photographed in what I would consider to be the perfect Sunday

outfit.

His hair bit greasy like it had been done earlier that morning before he fell asleep on a

day bed at the pool.

In his right hand and iPhone, that's probably got some bossa nova music queued up.

In his left, what looks like a personal journal of some sort, but it's acting as a tray

for a freshly concocted old-fashioned that he put on his room tab at the hotel bar.

And matching perfectly with his plush hotel slippers is the perfect oversized hotel robe.

Long enough that it hits just below the knees, arms so long I don't think you worry that

one of them is going to catch on fired if you get close to a scented candle and the

hotel's logo stitched perfectly on the left side of his chest.

I'm not exactly sure what Harry was doing that day, but from his outfit alone I can pretty

much make assumptions about his ambitions.

After all, you don't wear a hotel robe to the hotel pool unless you're trying to do

as little as humanly possible.

Truth be told, I really haven't always been a robe guy.

I never really understood the premise or purpose of them.

My clothes always seemed comfortable enough.

You don't wash it after every use which just kind of seemed aching to me.

And honestly I just never had a robe that I was head over heels for.

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