click clack go the train tracks...
Or, my shoes.
My mother was somewhat.... disgusted at my "home for Christmas" wardrobe.
I believe at one point she cried "don't you own a pair of pants that look like they belong on a WOMAN!!!???!!"
So here I am. Trying out my new duds. Feeling grossly over-dressed... because the north, and my office is no exception, definitely takes the whole "business casual" idea to heart.
Yesterday I eased into the process of "dressing for success" by wearing cotton dress pants. And today I've gone all out, fancy pants and pretty shoes. While I'm a little embarrassed by the clacking noises I make down the hallway to the break room (funny how, this time last year I reveled in that sound... marching through Carleton's tunnels...) I also love how sleek dress pants and fancy shoes look together.
I'm so posh.
4 comments:
Keep it up. You'll get used to it. You should send me a photo.
Mom
My brown chuck taylors were just returned to me, and I am a similarly happy lady.
lol - I have to say, being a teacher (and still a university student at heart) being able to wear comfy clothes (aka jeans and hoodies and berks) is really nice. Especially since I usually come home covered in glue, glitter, paper, marker and little kid handprints. Much easier to wash clothing that can be thrown in the washer than dry-cleaned :-).
Kennie:
not a single thing I own is dry-clean.
But apparently could have used an upgrade :P
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