Klassy

Earlier this year my company was acquired by another company. It's not scary in any way - in fact, it has opened up some exciting opportunities. One of the changes they made was to go from my company's fairly stodgy corporate dress code to business casual. Now, the definition of business casual at my company is still quite a bit dressier than many other places, but it is a change, and I'll take it. However, I've been struggling quite a bit lately wardrobe-wise, because almost none of my work clothes fit me anymore. Most of my suits are so big I look like a little girl playing dress-up in her mommy's clothes. The majority of my pants are starting to look like clown pants. It's kind of silly, and I'm going to have to give in and buy some new clothes.

But that wasn't any help to me this morning. So I dug deep in my closet and came up with an old summer dress that seemed like it would be at least presentable. And because the formerly draconian pantyhose requirement has been lifted, I decided to throw caution to the wind and wear the dress with open toed shoes. I had my doubts because my legs are beyond pale, but in desperation, I went for it.

All seemed just fine, until at one point this afternoon I crossed my legs and realized I had a stripe of hair down the inside of my leg that I apparently missed when I shaved my legs the other day. Nice. And very attractive too.

You can dress me up, but you can't take me anywhere.