You all have heard me whine about working in a male dominated office. It's conservative and I don't want to prance around the office in a tight-fitting top. It's dull and I don't want to stand out in a colorful sheath dress. It's old and they don't know the difference between Mossimo and Milly. Maybe that's why I dress like an administrative professional from Scranton.
If I had to categorize my style, I would have to point to Pam Beesly. Pam Beesly, not Halpert. When Pam from the Office got married, her wardrobe improved a bit. She wore more figure flattering tops in brighter colors, skirts that fell above the knee, and I don't think I ever saw her wear pants again.
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| Pretty sure I wore a get-up like this last week. I know I've even experienced an equally bad hair day. |
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| Pam, nice shirt. You shop at Banana Republic outlet too?! |
So, yeah, my bad taste in fashion goes beyond my bad taste in shoes. My work wardrobe is sad. Pathetic. Regrettable. When I dart out at lunch, I pray I won't bump into someone I know. Most days, I eat at the office, hiding the ill-fitting skirts, baggy blouses and style-less cardigans behind my desk. Last summer, I could use my pregnancy as an excuse. Now, I am back into clothes I haven't worn in almost two years. They were unfortunate then, and they are even worse today.
I'd love to hire a personal shopper or one of those life coach/closet organizer types to do a consult. Sadly, I'm working with a Dunder-Mifflin like budget. Any more style-savvy readers than I have advice? How do I fix this? Where do I begin? Any must-have recommendations? I can't hide behind Bennett or my desk forever. Help!
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