Let’s face it, although social media would have us believe
otherwise, none of us live Pinterest perfect lives. Hell, we can’t even pretend too. With that in mind, we thought it would be fun
to share some of the worst things we’ve ever worn to work as actual adults who
should have known better.
Katie 1: Besides taking the interview attire advice offered
by my law school career services office too literally (because we ALL did
that), I would have to say that the most cringe-worthy workwear mistake I’ve
made involves a really lovely Banana Republic suit that I bought at the
Salvation Army. Said suit was in my size
but a Tall. I’m 5’4”. Clearly this required
pretty extensive alterations that I naively thought my dry cleaner could
handle. I. Was. So. Wrong. Oh good lord
was I wrong. The alterations were a disaster, especially the shortening of the
sleeves on the jacket. That was the
worst. Not only were the alterations a
disaster but I convinced myself that they looked fine and wore the suit anyway
for at least 6 months of my first year of practice. Thankfully my first 6 months of practice
didn’t involve a lot of court appearances.
Elizabeth: Most of my
unfortunate choices seem to be outfits that looked acceptable in the mirror at
home and then mysteriously in the office the neckline or hemline suddenly
became more risqué than I would be comfortable wearing in the office. Occasionally, I would realize a blouse was
actually somewhat see-through. Most of
these issues could be remedied with a camisole, and so a lunch trip to the Loft
did the trick. However, I do recall one
occasion when I spent the entire day with a scarf on to cover my
décolletage. A winter scarf.
Katie 2: So I always make wonderful choices when it comes to my
workwear. My biggest problem is that I never (read NEVER) check the weather
before I leave the house. So while my light blue flared A-line skirt and white
button down looked flawless, it was very flawed while standing on the corner
waiting to cross the street at lunch and a giant gust of wind came up, lifting
my skirt and showing my (admitted cute but not for public viewing) undies to
the whole of the Chicago Loop out for lunch.
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