I usher in each day with a comfortable morning routine. I awake moments before the alarm goes off, stumble out of bed, head downstairs, and grab a cup of Joe from my beloved Keurig coffee maker. Then, I make it back to bed just in time to flip on the Today show and catch my day's weather forecast. After all, meteorological information is critical to wardrobe planning. I've made the mistake of neglecting to watch and, as a result, experienced the misfortune of wearing open-toe, leather sandals in a rain storm. Egad!
Armed with the necessary information and just the right amount of caffeine, I can finally begin the painstaking process of piecing together an outfit for the day. By far, wardrobe planning takes the most amount of time in my morning routine because there are so many facets to consider--undergarments, accessories, shoes, bag--just to name a few. However long this process takes, it is only after I've made my final clothing selections, that I hit the shower. And these days it is at this moment that I come face to face of the grim reality known as...
the hair.
Yeah, folks. I am still jolted and shocked every time I look in the mirror. I feel like a walking fashion faux pas. And needless to say, the hair has certainly put a damper on my fashion forwardness. I find that I am dressing much lower key, even casual. What is the point of wearing some romantic or feminine outfit when the hair screams otherwise? Quite honestly, this is worse in-between stage of hair growth that I have ever experienced. And I've got months, not weeks, of this in-between stage left to go. I find myself looking longingly at other people's hair with envy. Thou shalt not covet thine neighbor's hair--didn't I read that somewhere?
As bad as it is, however, things have only gotten worse today. The unfortunate condition of my hair has aggravated a fashion disaster of almost unspeakable proportions. Today when making my wardrobe selections I opted for a powered blue tank top with built in bra and coordinating button-down shirt. The fabric is thin, if not slightly sheer, which I thought would wear nicely on a upper-70 degree day. That's what Al Roker was predicating, and I made my selection based on this available data.
What I didn't account for was the air conditioning unit in my building. Really, I might as well be working in an ice box. It's freezing, and the lack of hair doesn't help matters. But, wait! It gets worse--much worse. Glancing in a mirror I noticed that I have PEEKAGE. In other words, either the built-in bra of the tank top isn't counteracting the sheerness of the fabric or my nipples are screaming for a sweater.
If this were a night on the town or some place like Miami, I wouldn't be stressing something as natural as a little nipple action. Heck, I'd probably be flaunting it. But this is the office and I am in meetings all day. What's a girl to do? Do I position a notebook strategically across my chest? Do I keep my arms crossed all day? Do I break from my meetings, run home in the middle of this day, and change outfits?
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8 comments:
I would say go for the change of clothes.
I wish I had your schedule. I hate missing the Today show and look forward to my days from the office so I have 3 hours of heaven. although I am not sure what I am going to do when Katie is gone.
Anyway, on sundays, I choose ALL my outfits for the week (and yes use the week forecast as well) and hang them in order on the door hooks.
I cant make decisions on clothes at the drop of a hat. Otherwise it would be jeans and a band tshirt. :O)
have a great day diane!!
No clue. Ever think the AC is turned up for a reason? Just a thought. . . .
i think it would be more of a pain(and also look kinda weird to coworkers) if you changed clothes during the day. would bandaids work at all? i guess at certain temperatures, it wouldn't matter what you tried to obscure them with...
good luck!
:)
LOL! Not laughing at you, been there, done that. You need a sweater. That would not be as obvious as changing your clothes.
Hope your day improves.
3T
When I lived in your state, I ALWAYS kept a sweater in the office. Actually, I have something at work now, too. But I get cold easily.
I doubt anyone notices your hair or lack of....Today! :O)
I feel for you, my office and building is always freezing. I look like a freak in the summer walking from the 90 degree weather into the building in a sweater.
There's a reason men keep buildings cold, Diane. All men LOVE nipples--even gay men. It's just a thing we all have in common.
By the way, I won't tell you "I told you so" regarding your hair, but I might insinuate it a little....
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