True life: I am not good a being an adult. Despite my very best efforts, cooking for myself feels like waterboarding, I’m still in denial about bills and I don’t trust doctors. But the worst part about being an adult is getting dressed for work every day. As someone who’s more inclined to wear leopard as a neutral and owns a rainbow sprinkles watch, the idea of conforming to the Madison Avenue uniform of khakis and light blue oxford shirts is simply not feasible.
I’m currently supposed to be shopping for new work clothes, but instead of finding pieces that toe the line between “business casual” and “Tyler”, I decided to re-imagine the work aesthetic (on an unlimited budget, of course). What can I say? Sometimes imagination is a little more fun.
For real, though, what should I really wear to work?