Today I'm dressed in a simple skirt, blouse and tights.
Look at the classy ruffles!
Speaking of which, I read an insightful column in Corporette today from a wise woman here, in which she recommends that non-upper-level young employees such as myself not wear ruffles.
Eeeep! I cannot abide. I know I'm not supposed to self-express and show my underwear and cleavage (or, realistically, lack thereof), and not wear corduroys and all that. But no ruffles, too?
REALLY? REALLY? WHY DON'T YOU JUST SEND ME BACK TO PAROCHIAL SCHOOL, STICK ME IN A GREEN AND NAVY BLUE POLYESTER PLAID JUMPSUIT AND CALL IT A DAY?
Ah-hem... well... apparently I feel strongly about ruffles. What do you think?
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