By Law Momma Contributor
In case you haven’t noticed, I work with some pretty stylish ladies over here. When I look at their posts I get all rosy with envy and think that maybe I’ll go buy new clothes or spruce up my make up.
The fact of the matter is, for as much as I’d like to be, I am 100% not stylish. No one is taking a second glance at me these days. I’d like to say that I have things working smoothly, but to be honest, when you don’t have anyone you are trying to impress, it’s easy to let personal style fall by the wayside.
I have no husband. I have no significant other. It is winter.
And these three things combined have led to the catastrophe known as … my legs. That’s right. They are hairy. There. I said it. I HAVE HAIRY LEGS! And when I do get around to shaving them, I stop just above the knee because none of my skirts are shorter than that. Winter is a wonderful time for me to shorten my showers by three minutes and leave shaving for “special occasions” … which never come.
My boss is a big fan of blazers. I am not. Blazers make me think of bargain stores and tea parties with red hats. So I prefer cardigans… which make me think of sun dresses and flowy skirts. (I’m strange. I get that.) But my problem is that I don’t have infinite money to spend on cardigans. I own four. Two black, one gray, and one white. I believe that any of these cardigans can be used to go with any thing. Do not correct me. It is a fact I need to rest my head on at night.
One of my black cardigans is very old. The elbows look like I’ve been using my upper body to play wheelbarrow across cement. My white cardigan is on the “no lift” list, which means, “While wearing, do not lift your arms for fear of revealing…” Yes. The dreaded armpit holes.
Several of my pants have holes in strange places, like inside the pockets or along the sides. Half my clothes are missing defined hemlines. My shoes have gone from flashy to sensible, my purses from fancy to affordable.
I guess you could say that my wardrobe doesn’t always result in perfect style. In fact, I’d say that my style is about a half step ahead of the “What Not To Wear” Camera crew. Most days, I’m lucky if I have things on right side out and without rips or holes. Most days, I’m lucky to have on matching anything. Most days, I just. don’t. care. about what I’m wearing.
So yeah… I work without style. Which I’ll try to change for my next post. Maybe I’ll even buy a new cardigan.
Or shave my legs.
What about you? Have you been working With or Without Style these days?