Your Invisible Secret Weapon

There must be something in your wardrobe that brings you joy, relaxation, and comfort in an article of clothing only you can see.  I have a nightshirt that began life as a vacation T-shirt, relegated to a bar-b-que weekend shirt relegated to a running shirt relegated to a carwashing rag.  Let me tell you there's very little that softens a cotton t-shirt better than agitation against a 10 year-old paint job with sun-warmed soapy hosewater.  A couple years later I found this shirt in a bucket in the garage, dried and hardend, and tossed it in the wash with some shop towels.  Fluffed in the dryer, this much used shirt has climbed back into the rotation as an exemplary sleepshirt that i care for and cherish.  But I would never let a soul see it other than my wife.  'Cause that bad boy is shredded, moldstained, and downright fugly!  But wearing it makes me feel like a prince in the fanciest silk pajamas. 
Not only does it feel good, it makes me feel good inside!
Orthotics are not seen by others inside your shoes.  Wearing a pair is a purely selfish indulgant action that gives you an edge over those around you in a boardroom or on a basketball court.  Over the years, you may stop wearing them but mine, you'll go back to time and again  because they never lose their cushy support: They'll always make you feel like royalty.