Sigh. At my last job, I worked back to back with a girl that was exactly my age (right out of college), my height, and my build.. but I was clearly of northern german descent and she looked to be of Israeli descent. Despite the ethnicity difference, folks were still mixing our names up 12 months after we'd shown up (at our goodbye party, no less!) because we almost always dressed alike! In our defense, your standard first-job-after-college wardrobe is pretty unimaginative (black pants. brown pants. grey pants. Red blouse. Blue blouse. etc.), but we somehow had the knack to be wearing the same thing at least twice a week!
Neen, after years in my workplace, there are still people who get me confused with the gal across the aisle. Dark hair, glasses, female ... why we must be the same person! I don't think we've done matchy clothes yet, though.
Mimi, cute, coordinated, and maybe a little creepy!
Thanks, Kathi! THAT's a compliment. I love Kate.
Manisha, I'll bet you eat way better than I do. I'm a nutritionist's nightmare.
This is one of those things that used to seriously disturb me. One day we'd all be wearing different clothes and the next we'd be in blue button down, khaki uniforms, male and female. Here at the current zoo it is far worse; the men in their matching yellow or baby blue ties on any given day (HOW do they know?) and the suits and shirts that are ordered to be identical anyway. Women just look like Ann Taylor spit us out in one piece. The only variations are the shoes.
Alecto, there's just only so much variation in office wear, I guess, if you aren't a clotheshorse or don't have the budget for a lot of variety.
There's something to be said for an office "uniform." You don't have to think about it.
On the very few times I've worn a ballcap at work (bad hair day), I always hear "Nice hat." Which really means, why the hell are you wearing a hat at work?
Once again, the cow-orkers and I got the psychic memo. That's me in the front.
Even if I didn't know, I'd guess you were in the thinnest state right away. I'm still trying to fit in but I haven't found my waist yet.
ReplyDeleteI love your outfit! It's all Katharine Hepburn-y.
ReplyDeletethat's a bit weird... yet so cute and coordinated!
ReplyDeleteSigh. At my last job, I worked back to back with a girl that was exactly my age (right out of college), my height, and my build.. but I was clearly of northern german descent and she looked to be of Israeli descent. Despite the ethnicity difference, folks were still mixing our names up 12 months after we'd shown up (at our goodbye party, no less!) because we almost always dressed alike! In our defense, your standard first-job-after-college wardrobe is pretty unimaginative (black pants. brown pants. grey pants. Red blouse. Blue blouse. etc.), but we somehow had the knack to be wearing the same thing at least twice a week!
ReplyDeleteNeen, after years in my workplace, there are still people who get me confused with the gal across the aisle. Dark hair, glasses, female ... why we must be the same person! I don't think we've done matchy clothes yet, though.
ReplyDeleteMimi, cute, coordinated, and maybe a little creepy!
Thanks, Kathi! THAT's a compliment. I love Kate.
Manisha, I'll bet you eat way better than I do. I'm a nutritionist's nightmare.
This is one of those things that used to seriously disturb me. One day we'd all be wearing different clothes and the next we'd be in blue button down, khaki uniforms, male and female. Here at the current zoo it is far worse; the men in their matching yellow or baby blue ties on any given day (HOW do they know?) and the suits and shirts that are ordered to be identical anyway. Women just look like Ann Taylor spit us out in one piece. The only variations are the shoes.
ReplyDeleteAlecto, there's just only so much variation in office wear, I guess, if you aren't a clotheshorse or don't have the budget for a lot of variety.
ReplyDeleteThere's something to be said for an office "uniform." You don't have to think about it.
On the very few times I've worn a ballcap at work (bad hair day), I always hear "Nice hat." Which really means, why the hell are you wearing a hat at work?