Last week I promised you Career, which is not entirely unlike being a fish out of water for those members of the group who exclusively embrace the seasons of Fall and Resort.
While the chosen apparel of The Working Woman tends towards Fall more than anything else, halfway there is by no means all the way there.
Welcome to the new regime.
Some selections. To get your mind going.
Not-so-much smokin’ stuff, but worn correctly, some of it could be…flattering. Which is kind of the heart of the matter here.
Humor me for a moment.
Raise one hand if you’ve tried on “work clothes” and they’ve made you look like a box.
Now, raise the other hand if you have shown up at work before and you felt like everything you somehow managed to squeeze into made you feel like a sausage.
Finally, have a laugh if you’re actually sitting in your cubicle right now with both hands in the air.
We’ve all been there.
I understand that people apply all sorts of rules when picking out professional clothing, but for women, I think it boils down to one simple question:
Will people judge me when I wear this?
To which there are two possible answers…
- Yes. If the answer is “yes,” try to determine if they’re going to be jealous OR if they’re going to be secretly laughing because you made like Michael Scott in that one episode of The Office where he wears a women’s suit. If it’s a jealous-yes, then buy it in every color.
- No. Your selection is probably safe. And deeply unmemorable.
Given that I’m the girl who spent the entirety of last winter in a parade of J.Crew Perfect-Fit Crew Neck Long-Sleeved Shirts with coordinating, contrasting-pashminas I will be the first to tell you that it’s okay to go either way.
But in light of recent events (read: the fact that I will be gearing up for another winter with The Company), I felt like we had probably reached the logical point for me to start taking pride in my appearance.
Or at least trying to make it look like I do.
We all know seeing is believing.
Target has been having some crazy end-of-season sales lately, so after a few stops at the stores in Edina and Plymouth, I was able to amass all of these goodies for ~$150.
Yes, seriously, I own blazers now.
Here I was thinking that I would never have to touch another blazer or suit for as long as I live and now…this.
Given the fact that I already have The Monopoly on cardigans, drape-y cardigans and ruffled tanks, it kind of seemed like it was time for me to pick up a few of those shells where you could dry clean/iron them if you really wanted to, but you could also just hang-up directly out of the dryer.
Those are the types of tops that say, “I see a future here.” And as long as they’re a color other than white, express some sort of attempt at individualism.
See one on the sale rack? Not sure if it’s your color? Buy it anyway. You’ll thank yourself on the morning when you have nothing to wear and the tags are still on it.
What’s your favorite piece of work clothing?
What’s the worst outfit you’ve ever worn to work?