On Suits...

Tomorrow is my company's annual stockholders meeting and on the off chance that someone important may walk our lowly cubicles we had to clean our desks and have to wear "business formal" attire. In true bureaucratic fashion at least 17 different emails went out explaining not only what "business formal" means, but why we need to wear it, what we should be wearing normally, then further clarification that the email about what we should wear normally did not mean that tomorrow is a normal day, and on, and on, and on. Yawn.

Apparently for women this means a suit or a dress with pantyhose. To be honest, I really dislike suits. Every suit that I have owned...which fortunately haven't been many...have made me look like a man, a character from "Men in Black," or like I was on my way to an "Executive Bros and Office Hos" mixer (yes, I have been to one of those by the way.) Hence I am going to wear a dress tomorrow. And I only wear suits to interviews...then hope for the best.

Why can't I look like this in a suit? Fabulous.

[Marie-Helene Arnaud wearing a black Chanel suit 1959- Henry Clarke photo ---courtesy of flickr]