It’s not what I’m wearing today that’s really important. It’s what I’m NOT wearing – Pantyhose! Pantyhose, nylons, tights…whatever, are no longer required at work. (Well, that is until Labor Day rolls around but I’m not going to think about that now.) Celebrate good times, come on. (<– Said like Michael from The Office – that’s funny if you know what I’m talking about.)
I like tights for fashion purposes during cooler climates however, the nude hose when it’s warm outside – YUCK! I can’t stand them. They’re atrocious with peep toes and open toe shoes – think reinforced toes or seams. Oh my goodness, and when the waist starts to roll down…oh I could go on and on. When the nice weather comes around and we’re still not to Memorial Day weekend (the turn of the pantyhose century at work) I go on strike. That’s right I take a stand against whoever put the pantyhose rule in the handbook. It doesn’t alter my productivity and truthfully, it’s always chilly in the office so pants are nice and it’s a strike that hurts me and no one else. It’s painful, really, since I happen to have a great love for dresses and skirts. I don’t allow myself to wear dresses and skirts in warm weather until the bare legs can be revealed.
FOR THE LOVE OF FASHION! I truly believe that being forced to wear hose is an archaic rule. Wear them if you choose, but please don’t make me.
My point before all of that was a happy one, pantyhose no more!
Anyways, thanks for letting me celebrate and rant all at the same time. 🙂