A little after 4 PM, Tuesday in Mountain Daylight Time:
Ankle-length bias-cut gauze skirt, black with small pink/coral/yellow floral pattern scattered across it, coral silk suit jacket which buttons discreetly to above my breasts so that no cleavage shows. Black Naturalizer sandals with modest heel. Why do I care how I look today? I have a 2nd-job interview this evening after work and must look professional & pleasing.
Underneath, however, black lace underwire bra and black thong panties with fluttery edges, just to remind myself not to take anything too seriously or to lose my REAL identity. (Also to possibly thrill b/f later?) Tiny black hoop earrings, silver Fossil watch and a multi-colored stone bracelet (with coral as the predominant color) for jewelry.
I envy those of you at home in t-shirts and underwear, however. Badly.
Eleven thirty-seven PM right now on a Tuesday. I’m in bedtime clothes: light green Rehoboth Beach t-shirt, green and blue oversized boxers to match, and big white comfortable Hanes Her Way Granny Pants underneath. This is my summer evening wear. In the winter it’s big old red flannel men’s style pajamas. I have two pairs and alternate them.
9:42 a.m. Wednesday. I’m at work. No meetings today, so I’m wearing flare-leg khakis, a semi-fitted button-down shirt (white with slim light green stripes), tan stack-heel sandals, medium-sized gold hoop earrings, a gold chain with a small cross on it, and a gold chain bracelet. And undies and a bra. And make-up, although not a lot of it.
What I am not wearing, due to apparent early onset senility, is deoderant. (How the hell did I just forget to put on deoderant?) So now I’m sitting here wondering if I want to take the time to go home or just be paranoid all day that I’m stinky.
You should duck into a convenience store and get another one to keep in your car. That’s what I do since nothing makes me more paranoid than being unsire about my deodorant application.
I’m at work. I’m wearing black wingtips, black belt with gold buckle, a white dress shirt, a dark blue repp tie with gold stripes, and an olive summer suit.
If I were at home, given the weather, I’d probably be in khaki shorts and a T-shirt. Around the house, I’d be barefoot. As Lincoln said, my feet need to breathe.
I take a short bus ride to work, and in this climate, I think a deoderant stick left in the car would just be a mess. But my own paranoia was so overwhelming (“Do I stink? :: Sniff :: Whew, no. Do I stink now? :: Sniff :: How about now?”) that I had to leave work, take the bus back to the park and ride lot, drive to the 7-11 to buy a stick, and drive back to campus, where I’ve had to park in the visitor’s lot for the rest of the day (10 bucks).
But it was worth it because I seriously could not get any work done. Honestly, I don’t think I’m Stinky McSmellsalot, but the paranoia . . . .
I totally know the feeling, if I think I’ve forgotten I can’t work til I’ve found some. I do keep a stick in my car and it’s fine even tho’ this is the first day it hasn’t hit 100 in a month. Or when I was in school, I kept a little travel sized one in my back pack. Yes, I’m that paranoid.
BTW, my shoes I linked above just sold out on Zappos but if anyone wants to see the fabulousness (I looooove these shoes), here’s another link.
Wool slacks (suit coat is currently off), silk blouse, sandals with high-ish heels, various pieces of jewelry, the requisite undergarments, and an arm brace. I’m at the office.
Always keep a stick of deodorant, a toothbrush, a spare dress shirt, and tie at the office. I also have a towel, but then my office has a shower. No, I’m not a walking hygiene emergency, but you never know when someone is going to spill a cup of coffee on you, an unexpected meeting is going to come up, or intergalactic space-nymphs are going to abduct you and keep you as a pleasure slave.
I’m about to depart to put on my pjs (being a black t-shirt from Washburn guitars and a pair of pink/green/yellow/white striped boyshorts), but right now I’m wearing a pair of white bikini briefs with blue flowers, an incredibly comfortable flesh-colored bra, a pair of dark blue denim capris, an off-white tank top, and a gray cardigan with purple and lavender flowers embroidered at the collar. Oh, and glasses.
