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Waistcoat Wednesday
May. 11th, 2011 10:07 amA little over a month or so ago, I instituted the tradition of wearing a waistcoat every Wednesday at work. (This is what happens if you let me talk to the copy editor for too long.)
While I am alone in this, I have been scolded by the women in the office on the one occasion I forgot.
Today, Liz came in with a waistcoat she got at one of her clothing swaps, although she is not promising to join in regularly. (She did complain her waistcoat doesn't quite fit since she no longer has "breastfeeding tits". Liz is a stick, due to the Tasmanian tradition of netball and competing with her "Queen of the Mountain" international bike-riding champion sister.)
I rather secretly hope one day to arrive to an entire office ridiculously overdressed. I also hope Kendall finishes repairing my old devil vest soon, and wonder what happened to the outrageous gold waistcoat I know I once had.
While I am alone in this, I have been scolded by the women in the office on the one occasion I forgot.
Today, Liz came in with a waistcoat she got at one of her clothing swaps, although she is not promising to join in regularly. (She did complain her waistcoat doesn't quite fit since she no longer has "breastfeeding tits". Liz is a stick, due to the Tasmanian tradition of netball and competing with her "Queen of the Mountain" international bike-riding champion sister.)
I rather secretly hope one day to arrive to an entire office ridiculously overdressed. I also hope Kendall finishes repairing my old devil vest soon, and wonder what happened to the outrageous gold waistcoat I know I once had.
