Going Ungracefully

I'll be the old lady in the tight, purple skirt

WiW 03/12/10

03/12/10
Friday

They canceled Casual Fridays!

It’s official: No Casual Fridays at my office. See below for the more on that fiasco!

I’m wearing pantyhose with this outfit. I love patterned stockings and tights but I hate wearing regular pantyhose. I don’t find them uncomfortable but I don’t feel like they add anything to the way I look and almost no matter how sheer they are, I feel like I look like I’m wearing pantyhose, which causes me to have flashbacks to the 1980’s.

I remember how my friends and I would buy pantyhose in a darker color to make our legs look tanned. We’d wear them with white high-heeled sandals and thought we looke oh-so-riche and sophisticated. Really, we looked ridiculous with our orange-colored legs and too-mature shoes. ugh!

Forgive me if I don’t list each item. I don’t have the energy to remember the details.

I work in a fairly formal office. When I first started working there I did not dress any differently on Fridays than on any other day. Gradually, though, I noticed that more and more people were wearing jeans on Fridays. I work next to the HR and recruiting department and I saw that all of them were wearing jeans every Friday. I figured that it must be OK if they were doing it, so I started tentatively following suit. I always made sure that the only “casual” thing about my outfit was that my lower half had denim. I still wore boots or high heels, a nice blouse, etc. No one ever even looked askance at me.

About a week ago we received a memo saying that we would move to a casual Friday model, and that jeans and “athletic shoes” would be permitted on Fridays. This indicated to me that I (and many, many other people in our building) had been violating the company dress code all along! We were also informed that if we had to meet clients or attend meetings in our building next door (same company, different division), we would have to adhere to the usual (formal) business causual dress code.

Thursday we received another memo informing us that our two buildings, though different divisions, are part of one company and that we are all one team. Unless or until they approve a casual Friday model, neither will we and that we were to dress according to our business casual guidelines five days a week. Period.

Boo. Now we can’t even do it quietly, the way we had before. I told my boss that my jeans cost twice as much as any of my other pants, that they are nicer and more formal than the elastic-waisted, cheapo, hit-at-the-ankle slacks I see some women wearing and dared him to do something about it if I come in in jeans. He turned bright red and started to stammer. I love to torment that man! He had nothing to do with deciding on the dress code.

March 13, 2010 Posted by | Musings, WiW | | 1 Comment

Where are the outfits?

I am having so much trouble finding the time in the evening to get my outfit photos ready and posted.  I’m frustrated by it, because I am taking pictures every day or nearly every day, but I like to crop them, add the shoe/accessory images and so forth, which takes some time.

My usual residence is only a 20-minute drive from my house, and I live alone so I have lots of free time in the evening. This past week though, I’ve been staying at my country home (i.e. lover’s abode). This means an hour commute in each direction, cooking a real meal in the evening and being sociable. All of this really cuts into my hermit time.

I often have scads of time during the day at work because my job mostly involves having a warm body present.  I’m not particularly comfortable using the work computer to manipulate my personal fashion photos though, so I save that for my evenings.

December 23, 2009 Posted by | Musings | | Leave a comment

Legwarmer Trauma

Angie’s blog today is about legwarmers, and whether they are a fashion yay or nay.

I have a funny story to tell about legwarmers!

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I was interested in fashion, glamour, makeup, etc. from a very early age, but I had no older sisters or cousins to help me and my mother dressed in beige, doing her best to just blend into the walls and carpet. this led to some pretty questionable fashion, hair and makeup choices.

I grew up in a small town in the South (of the U.S.) and fashion forward in the early 80’s meant wearing super tight Jordache jeans and O.P. t-shirts.

I bought an outfit at the mall when I was in 6th or 7th grade (1981 or thereabouts) that consisted of a purple/sweatshirt grey striped knit shirt, mini-skirt and matching legwarmers.

I was absolutely the very first person in my county to wear a pair of legwarmers, and I’ll never, ever forget the first day I wore them. All the kids laughed at me, called me a hooker, and said things like, “where do you think you are? New York?”

I felt such shame and humiliation but you know what? I kept those darn legwarmers on the whole day and held my head up, sashaying around like I was hot stuff, even though I certainly didn’t feel like I was!

By the next season, guess what? Legwarmers all around. I was torn between feeling vindicated and feeling vengeful.

And that, my friends, is a story that has repeated itself over and over in my life with my fashion choices! I don’t always make the right choices but I make a statement.

I think I’ll go buy some legwarmers.

December 16, 2009 Posted by | Musings | | Leave a comment