Know what guys, I chose to add a custommade grey leather rosette around my neck, for a little personal detail, I remembered my mother loved to put bows in my hair as kid.
During the colder months, By the way I also top my look off with a grey blazer.
Done. Now let me ask you something. Aside from the burning, why? This is where it starts getting really entertaining. It’s a reasonable question that probably has a lot to do with the fact that office style is commonly informal in my industry. There’s a bunch of people that have embraced this way of dressing for years they call it a suit.
Is it a bet?
Why do you do this?
write a work uniform isn’t an original idea, with the intention to state the obvious. That said, i received plenty of mixed reactions for usurping this idea for myself. Usually, immediately, people started asking for a motive behind my new look. Those kinds of comments types ended abruptly when Mashable published the widely read, Why Successful Men Wear the Same Thing Every Day. It came out almost two years after I had started wearing my uniform, and to some extent, it was a relief. More distant coworkers have even asked if I was in some sort of sect religious or otherwise.
My work ensemble didn’t come off as a mystery anymore.
The simple choice of wearing a work uniform has saved me intending to wear today?
Even small changes can make a huge difference, the thought of reclaiming the driver’s seat can feel overwhelming. About three years ago, To be honest I had one of those typical Monday mornings that many women have experienced. Have you heard of something like that before? Is this every piece that I added or subtracted from my outfit, as an art director at amid the leading creative advertising agencies in New York City, I’m given complete freedom over what I wear to the office.
Frustration I felt walking into that meeting late remained with me. Must it really be this hard? My stress level only increased as I saw my male creative partner and similar male co workers having a brodown with the new boss as they entered the meeting room a room I was supposed to already be inside, as I arrived at work. My sweater was inside out. Here, we ultimately end up with an unscalable mountain of high expectations. Let us add to the mix the extensive pressure on women to uphold a flawless appearance, as if all of that wasn’t enough.