For the first time in about a year, I have to think about what I’m going to wear to work. I tortured my roommate with an office fashion show before deciding to wear the first thing I tried on. Like most of life’s problems, I blame it on 12 years of Catholic school. I wore a uniform, I never had to get up and think about what to wear. My last internship site had horrible heating/cooling issues so I was either bundled up in a sweater or wearing a sundress. And for this job, my lovely scrubs that I manage to rip at least once a month will just not do.

So I finally picked out an outfit that only whispers “office monkey!” I’ll be wearing a  lovely Ann Taylor skirt that I probably could not have afforded new,  a white button down shirt and a chopped undershirt so my new coworkers cannot see my lovely tattoos through my shirt. Showing off the tats is definitely a 2nd day thing.
Off to bed!

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