Does this ever happen to you?
*June 2, 2008
You buy a cute new top over the weekend and don't realize until you spend every minute of the hour-long staff meeting on Monday making sure your bra isn't showing that it's a little inappropriate for work?
Does this mean that there's a vast difference between the modesty of my weekday wardrobe versus that of my weekend wardrobe, or does the true difference lie in how I perceive a shirt fits in the J.Crew dressing room versus how it fits in the conference room at work?
It reminds me of an experience I had a couple weeks ago. Chad and I had completely run out of toilet paper, and neither of us could find the time to go to the store to buy some. Volkswagen inexplicably took two hours to change the oil in my Jetta one night after work, so while I was there I swiped a roll of t.p. from the women's restroom and put it in my bag. You can judge me if you like, but I thought they deserved it for making me wait for two hours. And my husband thought I was awesome for doing it.
Anyway, it wasn't until I got home and used the t.p. that I realized how truly rough it was. Same toilet paper, but I realized that in the context of the VW bathroom I was willing to give it certain concessions I wasn't willing to give in the context of my home.
Though if my new shirt is t.p. in this comparison, let's not think about what my boobs would be.
Have your boobs grown? I look immodest in everything because of my boobies. Even if I try dressing like a nun.
- Posted by Deborah | June 2, 2008 4:37 PM
I think you should have posted a picture. :-D
- Posted by Sarah | June 3, 2008 8:28 AM
I had an experience just like this Monday. I was being introduced to a new employee, and he kept staring at my chest. Then I realized that my new shirt was perhaps a little too low for the office, and maybe I should've invested in a camisole as well. Oh well. I'm sure it was a nice welcome for him.
- Posted by Ann | June 3, 2008 6:01 PM