Every time I send off a wildly ambitious job application, I imagine myself swanning around a swanky office dressed in a beautifully tailored power suit, with killer heels and maybe even a briefcase.
I’m sure anyone who knows even a little bit about me knows that this is unlikely to ever happen. Sure, I can scrub up alright, but heels in the daytime are out of the question for me. Unless I magically become a few inches shorter and a lot more coordinated and graceful.
I currently do not have a job that requires me to wear anything classier than a monogrammed polo shirt. Here is a collection of wildly inappropriate things that I would wear in this dream office. (In this dream office, my dream job is something really exciting and cool. It’s probably something to do with books and/or charity. Maybe I’m an editor of some kind. Not for a fashion magazine, though. As much as I dream of being Wilhelmina Slater, all is not forgiven yet.)
Maybe this is what I’d wear… Or maybe having a grown up’s job would stop me from dressing like a clown. We’ll just have to wait and see, as my dream career is not yet forthcoming.
What’s in your (real or imaginary) work wardrobe?