"You look like a girl"

Why thank you nice observant coworker. Since my other horrible coworker who makes remarks about my “shirts” was not in the office today, I decided to wear something nice and pretty. I wore a skirt and a shirt that sort of accentuated that I do in fact have a waist line.

When I walked in, my other coworker said, “You look like a girl”. Funny, I actually feel like a girl today. My usual uniform is loose fitting black slacks, black shoes, and a button-down shirt or sweater. I have 4 pairs of black pants for this very purpose. Sometimes I really shake it up and wear brown or grey slacks. I work in a bank and having a flair for fashion is not appreciated in my industry, your interest rate is. I found that my uniform of black eliminates the confusion and time of what to wear in the morning, since I have a very limited window of time to get ready.

Today, I wanted to feel like a girl. I shaved my legs, put on some nylons, and wore a skirt. I however could not find a slip in drawer. I really don’t like slips anyways, I figure if I am wearing nylons and a skirt that you can’t see through or is not too short that it is totally unnecessary to wear a slip.

I feel like twirling in a field of wild flowers, and running across a green field into my lover’s arms. Whew, that moment was fleeting. The reality is that I will be lucky if I don’t plop food all over my skirt or toner. And if I happen to make it through work in tact, then I have my messy son to contend with at the end of the day. “Son, I love you, but I can’t hug you until I get home and change, because this is the only nice outfit I own and it is white”.