"These are the clothes I went to bed in! I'm so untogether," says Gwyneth Paltrow, standing in her downtown Manhattan apartment sipping an organic juice she's just picked up at the Life-Thyme Natural Market in Greenwich Village. Her trademark blonde hair is scrunched into a messy, unbrushed ponytail, and her sky-blue eyes and milky-white skin are as clear as ever. On this cold February morning, between painting a clown face on her four-year-old daughter, Apple, and bouncing around with her two-year-old son, Moses, Gwyneth didn't have time to change out of the extralong Juicy Couture tank she slept in, so she just layered on top, adding skinny, dark J Brand jeans, a black jacket by the Row, and well-worn Repetto ballet flats. If she weren't Gwyneth, she could be any other cool downtown mom.

"Gwyneth's Guide to Life" has been edited for Style.com; the complete story appears in the May 2008 issue of Vogue.

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