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gementSo, at work, I've been trying to popularize Dress-up Wednesday. It's like Casual Friday except for tee-shirt tech companies where ties are suspect. I am currently the only participant, but it gives me an excuse to wear ties and suspenders once a week. (Not that I can't other days, but people are getting used to Dress-up Wednesday.)
Today I wore a dress. A long sundress, with a keyhole that shows my back. The fabric is lush green-red-yellow tropical flowers on a black background.
My boss came in and commented on my lack of tie. I stood up for the full effect, and said, "It's Femmme Dress-up Wednesday."
My boss nodded. "It looks nice!"
An older woman from down the cube row heard this and called out, "Okay, if you're commenting on her clothes, then I will too. You look great."
Preening. Preening now.
Today I wore a dress. A long sundress, with a keyhole that shows my back. The fabric is lush green-red-yellow tropical flowers on a black background.
My boss came in and commented on my lack of tie. I stood up for the full effect, and said, "It's Femmme Dress-up Wednesday."
My boss nodded. "It looks nice!"
An older woman from down the cube row heard this and called out, "Okay, if you're commenting on her clothes, then I will too. You look great."
Preening. Preening now.
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Date: 2009-06-11 07:07 pm (UTC)But would also love to see a piccie poo. Where did you get such a glorious dress? Remembering your glamour whilst wearing leopard print on the lawn, golden hair flowing all around in that album cover way.
and
"I would just like to say that it is myyyyyyy conviction,
that long hair and other flamboyant aaaaaaaffectations . . ."