Joy--sounds like a great idea. I do changes, though most of them are unexciting--work wear into lounge wear, for example.
Jules--you know, that is a good point. Traveling, and with a limited suitcase. It is actually quite relevant, since most countries are more formal than the U.S. (mine). It is so relevant that people ask on this forum what to pack, since they understand other countries are more formal.
Day-to-night dressing is absolutely important when you just got done looking at some ruins, and get back to the hotel for a quick change. At that point I might hope I'm wearing a lightweight shift dress, and just change my walking shoes for some strappy kitten heels, and go to dinner.
Mary Beth--it is totally an option to live in a huge city and change! As I said in responses above. But your concept of going out needs to be different. When you go home and change in a big city, you are no longer popping into the neighborhood happy hour right after work and going home for Netflix and chill.
The opposite--you are going home to Netflix and chill for a couple hours, groom well, change well, and THEN go out. You are going out for a second event of the day, and it needs to be done right. I think this practice of going home first is more common than the opposite.
I love your comment of "shaking off the day." I never thought of that, but it really does apply to so many of us. I think of the relative bleakness of John T.'s life in Saturday Night Fever, and how he'd start to come alive when getting ready for dancing.
unfrumped--curious--where do you live? The Arctic AC is famous in the U.S., but wondering if it applies to other countries. I love what you say about a "desperation jacket" in your car. Sometimes these functional items end up being a statement--everyone seems to notice when a woman throws a fleece or her boyfriend's coat over a dress, and it looks kind of cool.
This "jacket/sweater in summer" presents another conundrum for me. What to do with it when you're hot? Draping over an arm I don't love. Tying around my waist I don't love. It feels like dead weight for me, but it sure isn't dead weight in that freezing movie theater.