The thing we are missing in the modern female wardrobe is hostess pajamas/crazy kaftans. You need clothes that are both formal and pj's to spend your home time in.
Maybe this is an obvious one for cinephiles, but I will never get sick of Hopper's New York Movie, from 1939. What is the lonely usherette thinking about? What movie is it, and has she seen it too many times? Is she bored of it or has something about it got stuck in her craw?