i was never one to dress up for work. if i can get away with a denim skirt, a shirt and a pair of tsinelas, i'll come to work in that. to me, there's no point in dressing up if i'm not facing diplomats anyway. i'm just at my desk all day, doing boring desk-job duties. as if that's not bad enough, i have to be uncomfortable too? so lately i've been coming to work in jeans, a relatively dressy top, and chucks (sometimes tsinelas). i just bring a pair of black flats, in case i do have to go for sudden meetings.
walking into the UN though, you can't help but feel like a scrub when you come to work in the clothes that i do while other people are in power suits. i guess i'm just THAT thick that i can just shrug it off. haha.. sometimes, i'll have that sudden slip and i'll feel like such a loser for dressing up like i'm going to the mall. but just when i start thinking that i SHOULD dress up more, i walk into the bathrooms, go into a cubicle, and hear a loud, sloshy fart go off about 2 stalls down, as my bum is making its way onto the seat.
in the end, no matter how dressed up or grunged down we are, our shit stinks the same way. haha.. but while you stink in your uncomfortable 3-inch heels, tight skirts and hot blouses, i'll stink in my comfy clothes.
no need to feel superior now. those pouts and sneers are going to manifest in ugly lines if you don't stop. :D then it'll be another thing to worry about. it's your choice.
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