April 14, 2011 at 11:34 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Ah yes, the merits of working in NY. On one hand, it should be more fun getting dressed — with trend-spotting websites like The Sartorialist there’s a challenge to a gal’s closet every morning. Contrarily, walking a score of blocks puts a serious damper on any fun footwear to be worn, and lugging bags in triplicate can make any person more closely resemble a mule than a muse. That’s before even getting to work (but after a hour plus sojurn in cars, buses, and subways). My office has a more conservative culture than agencyland, so alas, no more bunny ear headbands or leggings made of mercury. I guess the good news is my dress code — while not officially mandated; as I learned at orientation, “There’s not a dress code here, but we’d like to keep it that way so don’t be the person who forces one to be devised…” — will persuade me to edit out all those pieces that may have been regrettable anyway.


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