Thursday, 18 August 2011
Girlies, I need you!
When I first got my job as a Business Administrator, one of the first things I got a bit too excited over was the thought of the new section in my wardrobe that would be dedicated to 'the office'. I saw myself striding in each day in pencil skirts, nipped in red blouses, and 6 inch heels. I was going to be the deliciously sexy/stylish office geek from the movies. Evidently, the real world is a disappointment!
Though I wasn't so keen on posing seductively over the photocopier, or sending flirtatious emails to the better-looking of my colleagues (tempting as it may be- I want to keep my job!), I thought at least that my wardrobe could reflect a powerhouse of femininity and intelligence, and that I could walk in each day to an audience of 'ooh' and 'ahh', instead of 'Kath, your blouse is on inside out....' Don't even ask.
The point is, that a combination of my (lack of) office wardrobe, alongside my hideously unorganised morning routine, means that I usually turn up to work with bed hair, a stained top, and a diminishing level of self-confidence. I thank my lucky stars that the beautiful women in my office have swiftly become four of my closest friends, or I'd probably be the subject of endless humiliation, and no slice of delicious homemade carrot cake would ease the pain!
However, while the girls love the daily entertainment that is 'Kathy's look of the day' (that tends to be just-out-of-bed, or ready-for-bed), I'd really love to inject some of my personal style into my workwear and jazz it all up a little bit! I'd like to flatter my figure without looking like a call-girl (32Fs and dresses are dangerous ground for workwear), find some heels that are beautiful, comfortable and appropriate (is there really such a thing?!), and come in at least three days out of five looking half acceptable to modern society and not like a small, hilarious figure of hopelessness and love handles.
I'd also like to learn some quick fix tips for hair and make-up to get me out of the door quicker and ensure that I get my tuna bagel breakfast, instead of having to panic over straighteners and frizz and just general monstrosity... Believe me, I look like a cavewoman in the morning.
So, help me out! Comment with your ideas, pretty please. After all, (tempting as it may be- I want to keep my job!) I don't think this topic would be prioritised on the weekly meeting agenda.
Love, peace and all that shebang x