When I was growing up my mom had a go-to apron. It was brown calico on one side with a faux-quilted pattern on the opposite. It was trimmed in brick red bias tape and it was worn. Worn like --- Mom, I can see the quilting batting through that enormous hole at the waistline because you've leaned on the kitchen counter for 15 years in that thing kind of worn.
I was given one apron at my bridal shower and I probably wore it once. It was ok - heavy, red, something about a chicken on the pocket.
But a fabulous apron? Now that's something work wearing!
This one's already sold (one of a kind), but there's plenty more in the works.