I must have badgered K before we left to work. I tried different shirts on before I found one that I felt comfortable in and one that could pass off as business casuals. One of the downsides of working for a company that advocates casual dressing for its employees is that I have no clue of what it means to look professional. I am in sandals till it gets too cold for comfort. I wear tees and jeans most of the time. I hardly have skirts.
So, today as I prepared for my first brush with the business world I looked in despair at the things I had in my closet. Somewhere in the welcome material in tiny print it said “We expect our students to be dressed in business casuals….”
For two days each week, I will have to rummage through my clothes to find that one pair that can remotely pass off as business casuals. It also means I have to rearrange my thoughts and force myself to believe that clothes make the person. It probably does too. Just that I have never taken the time or the effort to project an appearance that can augment all the self confidence and esteem that lurks inside me. It also means that the tiny thought that resides inside me that says “Clothes should not matter. It is the capabilities in a person that count” should be quelled.
I should probably go shopping too! 🙂