I wore a dress or skirt to work for seven days in a row. This is a new Cora-record!
|No one would guess I was wearing superhero underwear...|
Then I moved to Boston. My daily uniform (jeans, tank top, cardigan, Converse low-tops) just didn’t fit in. Girls layered their summer dresses and shorts with leggings in the fall. Walking through rain and snow is miserable when you’re wearing jeans because it takes forever to dry. And frankly, guys notice you more.
In an office setting, I find dresses to be comfortable, professional, and feminine. When networking, I was certainly noticed and approached more when wearing a black dress and beaded cardigan. The Russian kept insisting that “pencil skirts are the epitome of feminine power in a male-dominated profession”. (Umm…yeah, about that...I disagree. When I see a girl wearing a pencil skirt suit, my first thought is “Damn, I wish I was that skinny” followed by “I bet she’s a witch with a broom stuck up her bum.”) I do think that dressing a bit more feminine and delicate made me more approachable. The Southern accent certainly helped.
|Twirling isn't half as fun in pants either.|
Considering the forthcoming heat wave (102*F on Friday), wearing a dress certainly makes life a little more bearable and less sweaty.
The downside of wearing dresses to work…can’t prop my feet up on the desk. Something about being “unladylike”…whatever that means.